Slippery Slope - Doors

intro

Verse 1

Slick tiles shining, mirror what I feel

A trace of warmth slipping under my heel

Cold hands on the cupboard

An echo where you used to stand

Bread gone brittle, mold on the jam

All at once

Balance buckles

Numb knuckles press the door

So hard walking these floors

Pre-Chorus

The kitchen floor is tilting like a vessel out at sea

A banquet for the ghost of who I used to be

The stove is getting colder, the pantry's out of light

I’m carving out a hollow for the coming of the night

Chorus

I’m sliding down the slippery slope

Greasing up the frayed and dying rope

The nectar’s gone to vinegar inside the silver bowl

I’m trading in the marrow for a black and empty hole

Yeah, I’m sliding... Watch me lose control

Post-Chorus

Down... down... down... Taste the copper... wear the crown... Just a spoonful... till I drown...

Verse 2

Under fridge light, filthy shadows crawl

I eat my secrets, I savor every fall

Maybe I lied

Maybe I never knew

Wet footprints fading

I’m left with residue

Dry tongue searching

But the faucet’s rusted shut

A two-word prayer, then off goes the cut

Pre-Chorus

The kitchen floor is tilting like a vessel out at sea

A banquet for the ghost of who I used to be

The stove is getting colder, the pantry's out of light

I’m carving out a hollow for the coming of the night

Chorus

I’m sliding down the slippery slope

Greasing up the frayed and dying rope

The nectar’s gone to vinegar inside the silver bowl

I’m trading in the marrow for a black and empty hole

Yeah, I’m sliding... Watch me lose control

Post-Chorus

Down... down... down... Taste the copper... wear the crown... Just a spoonful... till I drown...

Bridge

Drip after drip after drip from the sink

Sour-lipped remembering I’m closer than I think

Fingers slip, knuckles split

Joy disappears, bit by bit

Maybe the steps will stop someday

Maybe the floor won’t slip away

Maybe I’ll stand, maybe I’ll go

Maybe I won’t know

chants

"Mr. Mojo Rising's back again, back from the dead"

"Back for your hearing delight"

Chorus

I’m sliding down the slippery slope

Greasing up the frayed and dying rope

The nectar’s gone to vinegar inside the silver bowl

I’m trading in the marrow for a black and empty hole

Yeah, I’m sliding... Watch me lose control

Chorus

I’m sliding down the slippery slope

Greasing up the frayed and dying rope

The nectar’s gone to vinegar inside the silver bowl

I’m trading in the marrow for a black and empty hole

Yeah, I’m sliding... Watch me lose control

Outro / Post-Chorus

Down... down... down... Taste the copper... wear the crown... Just a spoonful... till I drown...