Demons With Dirty Faces

When I renew Begin again I walk down a new road With the same old way stops I try to choose I try to change All I seem to be doing Is rearranging chaos Scrub my neck Cancel all my cheques Sand down new decks Tie up all the little loose ends Rhyme off regrets Like the alphabet Make new promises Grow new skin over the old flesh Wherever I go I take the same old steps When the tide gets low It drags in all the same mess The demons know When I'm in distress Let their faces show When I hate myself Like this: Every bad move I recreate I crawl back in through the grate That I refuse to cover Inside this tomb I suffocate I wallow in self hatred While I slowly smother Not going well Still I'm undeterred Have the room swept Have the pressure and the fuel checked Pull up my belt Tie a tourniquet Have some new cards dealt Toast the launching of a new wreck