Hell's Dj
Hell’s DJ
By Kevin Robey
May 20, 2014
Let me set the scene
Come, gather all around
A man stuck in repeat
Like a broken record player
It’s happening again
As the DJ scratches his wounds...
He's bleeding; weeping once again
Desperate to flee this record on repeat
But here he is again, no one else to blame
He’s breaking promises again and again
There’s no one left to help
He chased them all away
They couldn’t stand to see
This record on repeat
As the DJ spins again...
He’ll never mend his wounds
They’ll keep on bleeding out
Closing his eyes for a while
Soaring above the words she left
Cliché to say he’s thinking of her
His blood is poisoned by these memories
He cuts again to wipe them clean
The DJ commands and he obeys...
He isn’t real, this man’s a ghost
Don’t be deceived by his pleas
It’s hollow here in this domain
He’ll suck you in, down to the drain
Don’t try to sing his helpless song
Stuck on repeat, you’ll hum along
He’ll lure you in with teary eyes
You’ll watch him bleed into your sky
C'MON DJ SPIN THAT S***!
Now that you have seen the man stuck in this dream
It's time for you to move on from this record on repeat
In a single spot light surrounded by darkness
He'll fade to the liner notes of your history
The record will stop and he will find peace
In the silence of night where nobody speaks..
..Until the DJ spins again...
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