W.U.A (E.P. Version)

I'm the tinfoil cowboy

Got a reflective exterior

But I'm fried, overheating, and burning

I'm hot, I'm combusting

I can't handle what I can't control

I can't fathom what I can't hold

Sinking, like quicksand

Or drowning and gasping for air

I've got a gag in my mouth

Tape covering my nose

My hands are tied against the bedposts

Weak, Useless & Afraid

(You wanna have it, I'm gonna give it to you)

(You wanna have it, I'm gonna give it to you)

(You wanna have it, I'm gonna give it to you)

(You wanna have it, I'm gonna give it to you)

I'm a paradox of emotion

Silk, sandpaper, leather and wool

Failed prescriptions and sleepless nights

Nightcaps, bags under my eyes

Unhealthy bruises for disguise

Weak, Useless & Afraid

(You wanna have it, I'm gonna give it to you)

(You wanna have it, I'm gonna give it to you)

(You wanna have it, I'm gonna give it to you)

(You wanna have it, I'm gonna give it to you)

Running in circles

Or falling off a ladder

Broken bones

Dislocated fingers

I can't see where I'm going

Weak, Useless, and I'm

Running in circles

Or falling off a ladder

Broken bones

Dislocated fingers

I can't see where I'm going

Weak, Useless, and I'm

Running in circles

Or falling off a ladder

Broken bones

Dislocated fingers

I can't see where I'm going

Weak, Useless And Afraid