Glory

I was born when they took my name When the world turned wicked, when I joined their game But I turned and fought them Like you always knew I'd do I sat and dreamed at the foot of your bed You split my skull and reached inside my head And pulled out the pictures I'd been wishing I'd forget And you stitched me up then And wiped the blood from off my chin Now I sit on the rooftop's edge The muddy street beneath my swollen head Trying to forget you To believe we've never met And the sky is wrecked, full of rotting clouds From chimney mouths spewing smoke around And I can't stop coughing My lungs just won't calm down But still I keep grinning As the blood from my face stains the ground A bird, caught in the wires Bleating for help I can't provide, I'm not that big I hope for the best but nothing changes, I'm sorry But I was blessed with bad eyes There's a lot that I miss but I don't mind, I'm not that old I'll find out what broke me soon enough