My brains fried from the loop, I’m pacing isles

tryna make my common sense run to 30 miles.

I’m melting to the sofa bed to fucking reconcile

tryna make a sense of this roughing demo file.

Lonely in a room of loners,

black the curtain till the show is fully over.

Flip the deck and pick a set

you're a show horse poser

I put the pen to the paper, to try and pleasure me

kinetic energy of empathy's effecting me,

petty patheticness is getting me

down down down

down down down

I’m tryin’ my best,

I’m tryin’ my best,

I’m tryin’ my best,

to keep my tongue in check but I

I’m out of my body, soul and mind

cos it’s always my worst foot first.

I’m running out of places to hide

and I still don’t know what's mine.

I waste all my money on clothes i never fucking wear.

I waste all my time on people who are never really there.

Lucifer lays his hand, i bow my head to eat,

I’ll probably have horns growing out by the time i leave.

We’ll just reduce it back to boredom,

the games i played, the misfortune

Nerves are fried, am i dissolving

or evolving.

Sorry did i fucking stutter?

Just a street rat crawling out the gutter,

crickets sitting in my diaphragm

sneaking back to where they began.

Jack of all trades, I’m a master of none

but that’s still always better than a master of one.

Grit my teeth and clench my jaw, i’m slamming my head everywhere in between the wall and the door

I’m tryin’ my best,

I’m tryin’ my best,

I’m tryin’ my best,

to keep my tongue in check but I

I’m out of my body, soul and mind

cos it’s always my worst foot first

when I let my mind run over time.

I’m running out of places to hide

and I still don’t know what's mine.