Rest in Ink - JT Music

This is a song for the sheep

Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?

Well you shouldn’t be

'Cause evil’s something I couldn’t be

My head’s full of teeth, but they’re made for smiling

Despite the bodies pilin' up, ignore 'em

And look for a door

Only an exit, open nothing more

I’d rather not get ripped apart

Can I trust you with my heart?

Go on and draw your boundaries

But I’m bound to cross some lines

In a world devoid of color

There is one I call divine

Black is the color of laughter

Black is the color of joy

Black is the blood on my casket

It’s the palette of the void

Black is happy-ever-after

As tragedy is to befall

I blacken my soul with disaster

Leave it plastered on the walls

Where would a wolf wander without his pack?

As sanity sinks and then slips through the cracks?

Any lingering light will leak into the black

So welcome aboard the train without track

Lay back on the surgery table, my hands are unsteady

But surely I’m able, of cracking your cage and setting your rage free

I’ll replace you if you betray me!

Ink hath, runneth over

And the tide will only rise

But beware the undertow

Your final throes are growing nigh!

Want a bone?

Here’s one, I’ll throw ya'

You woke up in someone’s mind

Just like I did, so don’t fight it

There is nowhere left to hide

Death is no such dreadful thing

When you can rest in ink

This is your lullaby, he’ll set you down to lie

Then hang you out to dry

And make you proud to die

Black is the color of laughter

Black is the color of joy

Black is the blood on my casket

It’s the palette of the void

Black is happy-ever-after

As tragedy is to befall

I blacken my soul with disaster

Leave it plastered on the walls

What’s an identity but a lie?

Cuz the man that I once was, wasn’t I

See a monster is all in perspective

Pretend that this song is your posthumous lullaby

Now your pain is in paint, and I’ll watch it dry

Then a permanent stain, you’ll become with time

You’re the sideshow, don’t be mistaken

Cuz I’m the one takin' home all of the bacon

He’s always closin' in

The halls are growing dim

The walls are closin' in

And nothing else is holding him

Play your favorite tune aloud

To make you braver through your doubt

You’ve made your way to proving grounds

Stay and face the music now

Death is no such dreadful thing

When you can rest in ink

This is your lullaby, he’ll set you down to lie

Then hang you out to dry

And make you proud to die

Black is the color of laughter

Black is the color of joy

Black is the blood on my casket

It’s the palette of the void

Black is happy-ever-after

As tragedy is to befall

I blacken my soul with disaster

Leave it plastered on the walls

Death is no such dreadful thing

When you can rest in ink

This is your lullaby, he’ll set you down to lie

Then hang you out to dry

And make you proud to die

Black is the color of the laughter

(Ha ha ha ha ha ha)