Yesterday's Basement

Was a war goin on in my head I wasn't ready for

Whole lot that went unsaid, not anymore

I kept it inside instead, no settled score

Wanted to break the bread, never stepped forward

War goin on in my head, wasn't ready for

Whole lot that went unsaid, not anymore

Kept it inside instead, no settled score

Wanted to break the bread, never stepped

Shoved in a dark place, floor made of rodents

Murmur in the heartbeat, I'm hardly outspoken

But I'm up on stage with ribcage ripped open

In depths like Johnny Depp, fear and loathing

And I wonder if I screamed, would they hear me chokin?

Short of oxygen, common man here smokin

Pitch black, but watching the walls start to close in

Shards of hourglass, at last sand dune corrosion

I sat and stared as the high horses rode in

I could never be prepared for the hope that broke in

I could smell the light as it slowly, slightly soaked in

Through a tiny opening beneath the door

Frightenin the rats from the floor

I was captivated by the fact that there was more

Than a basement to keep these secrets stored

And these faces were never meant to be ignored

And the hatred should've escalated when you made it yours

There's a shame in the self-blame and the fake applause

But this basement is spacious, a place to withdraw

Distraught, pause, wonder when it all stops

Like lookin down the barrel of a sawn-off

Interrupted by the triple, simple, door knock

Tryna tap into my very own Fort Knox

Suddenly a crowbar clawed the locks off

Bright light blinding and it hit the sore spot

The hinges torn from the torso of where it all goes

Now it's all on for anyone to walk along

All exposed birthday suit at a fork in the road

A warning to those close, we all have our very own ghosts

From the smooth sail to the rough riding rodeo

A stone's throw to going home, slowly roam free

Confiding in the ones that seem to know me

At first hesitant to let 'em in, self exposing

See this weakness? Treat it like it's glowing

Knowin that they wouldn't and they didn't, it

Could've been paranoid, thinkin, sinkin through

Threw in a rope and that's hope for persistence

Small steps make the basement change positions

And no matter how fast I ran, couldn't get away

No matter how hard I drank, still yesterday

Took me a helpin hand to get a better place