Where is Your Head?

This is a spoken word song I wrote about a childhood friend that discarded me in pursuit of fame, popularity, and trend chasing.

@heyshadowsmith

July 20, 2013

I have too much respect for my heart
To let yours crease up my seams and tear me apart
At our core we are alike, but your eyes speak of spite
Just like faith, your tongue isn't real
Or at least the words you defend aren't real
Like the snakes that sleep in your bed deceiving you into believing you have a friend
Where is your head? Cast out your line to try and catch it again
But all you reel in is a taste of that scent that keeps you going
Forever asking yourself, what's the use in eternally glowing when in the dark alone knowing

that you did this to yourself
Karma's a bitch, and she's bad for your health
But in this one life I'd beg for hell to pay your way in
Because the places you've been are stained of deceit
Trees left to weep as the world can't wipe it's hands clean of you
Forget how to speak or stop thinking, clearing the mental pollution in the room
Leaving clean thoughts to breathe, leaving clean thoughts to thrive
Just open your eyes for a second and count
Just count the hate you've collected
Your spine is infected

Where is your head?
Tell me where is your head
Your spine is infected
Where is your head?
Where is your head?

Where is your head? Cast out your line to try and catch it again
Where is your head?
Where is your head?

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