Clay Golem

Misshapen golem
Made of clay, his limbs are stringy
Sits in solace, ever silent
Cranium dented ever slightly
Always avoiding eye contact
Mirrors are his enemy
Dysphoria, a silver dagger
In his back
In his back

It consumes me
Oh, It consumes Me
Like I pop ginger tabs
Oh, It consumes me
Oh it's not fair
How it consumes me
Like I pop ginger tabs
Oh, it consumes me

I’ve got a bone to pick
With the man in heaven
Who cursed me with this body
That malfunctions on the daily
Split my skull, I'm going crazy
Maybe I'm just kind of comic relief
But damn this shit takes a toll
Trying to pursue my glory
To be something, if at all

Cleave my arms
Remove my head right off my body
Need someone to take it from me
So at least my conscious doesn’t feel so guilty
Of toiling away most waking moments
On a dream that ever-present
Escapes fingers, shattered fragments
A burning cross, branded by passion
Crush me up, turn me to ashes
Mix those ashes with fresh ginger
Swirl away, concoction bitter
But will sober your commitments
They say trying is a virtue
A sign much better than the other
But is giving up so evil?
When the cost is always so much more than nothing

It consumes me
Oh, It consumes Me
Like I pop ginger tabs
Oh It consumes me
Oh, it's not fair
How it consumes me
Like I pop ginger tabs
Oh it consumes me

It consumes me
Oh, It consumes Me
Like I pop ginger tabs
Oh, It consumes me
Oh it's not fair
How it consumes me
Like I pop ginger tabs
Oh, it consumes me