holding on for dear life <br />now you see yourself at the other end of this knife <br />now you beg for mercy <br /> <br />watching yourself, these movements you make <br />looking down screaming 'these are not my hands' <br />fighting the person in the mirror <br />because you're not the best of friends <br /> <br />the end has climbed through your window <br />turned out your light <br />there's no breath left in your body <br />this was your last night <br /> <br />now the clouds rain chariots <br />and your home is in ruins <br />you blush with shame <br />now lie in your ways <br />and let disgrace cover you <br /> <br />you blush with shame <br />lie in your ways <br />let disgrace cover you<br /><br />Not The Pilot<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-bring-a-screwdriver-to-a-gun-fight/
