Toilet Water Prophesies

My weakness hides within your porcelain smile
You'll keep my secrets
Let it drift down the drain
And slowly out of your memory
Another night of starless vile
Cold tile and Metal walls are closing in
Spiral down
Hold it down
It's all to clear
In the pits of your smile
And the Whispers that linger
I don't know what I've done
Or know of anything
But you know all to well
As I cry at your feet
Hating my self
Just mock me
For the mistakes
In that shinny silence
Always drown my sorrow
As I crawl back to you
With your cold and filthy comfort
I need any other.....