Black Is the New Black
How surprisingly silencing this loneliness can be
With company built in, attached just for me
Who always stays for dinner
And always stays the night in bed
A trust that’s not delivered
By those you’d rather be with instead
I’m in love with my doppelganger
My opposite, myself
Black to my red
Back in my bed
Both comfortable in night
Same problems, same history
Same music, same misery
Half a person on the same left side
Searching for what’s right
How were you a stranger?
You’re my troubled doppelganger
Spaghetti hugs barely hanging on
Slipping off once they’re on
Wrapped around without squeezing
Without making a dent in my clothing
Never fully pleasing
And you’re already releasing
I’m in love with my doppelganger
My opposite, myself
Black to my red
Back in my bed
Both comfortable in night
Same problems, same history
Same music, same misery
Half a person on the same left side
Searching for what’s right
How were you a stranger?
You’re my troubled doppelganger
Blood, sweat and tears all come from the same place
Blood, sweat and tears are running down your face
I should turn and give up, I know you're wrong
Instead I turn the volume up on your siren song
We can't fix each other
We both were made to break
Our baggage piled, smothered
I want to live with this mistake
I’m in love with my doppelganger
My opposite, myself
Black to my red
Back in my bed
Both comfortable in night
Same problems, same history
Same music, same misery
Half a person on the same left side
Searching for what’s right
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
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