Mistakes

Warning: bad language

I never seem to learn
From all the mistakes,
Bad ideas and heartaches
I've put myself through,
Guess I like the taste of you
Way too much to ever quit,
And I never seem to see
That it'll all end so badly,
There's a needle scratch
In my life, jump back
To the beginning of the act,
Keep on repeating the same shit
Over and over again,
Until there's no room left
On my arms for any more scars,
And no space in my head to think,
My lungs are heavy and
Blood pumps for another filthy drink,
When all that keeps you breathing
Is the dull-rush of being pissed
And the pain of wasteful wanting,
Wishing all the stars would
Crash like comets,
Burn up, burn out,
Smother me in the night's
Velvet funeral gown,
Maybe if the world falls down
I'll finally learn from my
Mistakes.