Censor

The picture you would have sent to me are online
A public facing bread crumb for me to find
It's an scene from a story that I'd never tell:
"We've been putting each other through hell."

Climb into the belly of the bar, entranced
Fear I'm no better than a circumstance
But I fear what I feel around my very best friends
If it's a means to an end, what's it mean?

Didn't mean to come off so strong
I learned my lesson
Digging through the early songs
I count my blessings
Let each memory pop and explode
Don't need to be alone, but

You're the censer I never thought I'd need
Pull me down from the pulpit to my knees
It's an act from a play I claim that I've never seen
But I saw it in a dream I forgot about
When the morning came

There's a little bird in my head
That pecks and brutalizes non-believers
The culture's kept us cooped and locked away
I deface it every day
Rattling my cage