Tension Is A Passing Note

do I murder
when I forget you from afar
too drunk on the poison of endless roads
and the countless smokey barsbut tension is to be loved
when it is like a passing note
to a beautiful, beautiful chorddo I murder us
putting pavement through my veins
shooting in that special heroin
for the seeking and displacedbut tension is to be loved
when it is like a passing note
to a beautiful, beautiful chord