Parachute

A bullet two meters above the ground Flying faster than the speed of sound
A blank stare as he realizes that his mind and his boy will soon be unbound
The counter force of a gun was too much for me to handle
And as I fell down the stairs I soon realized that my effort to try to soften the impact was insubstantial

I jumped through a bathroom window with the body on the seventeenth floor The image of my friend my lover my neighbor next door
Swirled through my head but I have nothing to apologize for
He set my house on fire with a lighter and a bottle of whiskey bought in some old run-down liquor store

I'm fifty meters above the ground
Flying fast but not as fast as the speed of sound
A blank stare as I realized I lost my parachute in the building when my neighbor chased me like a fucking sighthound
Oh Jesus christ I'm gonna die
My intestines will spread out on the street like custard sauce on an apple pie and I'm not religious but god if you exist
Know that he deserved to die
That fucking asshole
And that's something even you can't deny

He ran for his life from his neighbor
He shot his own neighbor in his cranium
He fled through a window on the seventeenth floor
But forgot his parachute so he crashed and died

He ran for his life from his neighbor
He shot his own neighbor in his cranium
He fled through a window on the seventeenth floor
But forgot his parachute so he crashed and died
He left his family for this well made plan
Yet this was the fate of the begrudging man