She Feeds The Monster (I wasn't strong enough)

She feeds the monster in me;

Sex, drugs and whiskey.

I've walked hard roads

From the desert, to the sea

And been lost in bottles,

Bars and beds - remember;

Remember who you are.

Once there was a drunk angel

That sat on my shoulder,

But I ran too fast and she fell.

Now all I find are devils on my

Arm as we vacation in hell.

She feeds the monster in me;

Passion, blood and apathy.

Now there's this tower,

Ivory like lines cast on mirror

And steely gray skies. Clouds

Laid out like powder that come

And go - in the wind, they just blow.

My city's streets cracked and bleak,

Full of humming fury, desolate

And vibrant like only Detroit can be;

It's no home to me now, when we left

I lost my home, the angel to her city.

She feeds the monster in me;

Sweat, life and memories.

Who have I become?

Fed and bled this bitter blood-

The wolf howls at the naked moon,

My beast bellows at the fear of love;

Every ideal unwound, being made untrue.

Let go of the man,

So the monster can hunt,

Because I wasn't strong enough

To really let go of you.