Down in the Dumps - Pipe Dreams

Stuffed up like this every last breath, I'm not
breathing. Put up on a mantle, behind a picture
frame. Don't put this shit on display. Pipe
dreams weren't meant to come true, pipe
dreams weren't meant to leak out gut-wrenched
and air-gasped. Bitter stained and burned in my
chest now I'm a slave and I must rest.