Internal Battles

Once you hit and it quit it You know when you get a brick and you shit it When you think you ain't in it, but you're in it Within it, standing in front of your image Not able to hide it, that's not a smile its a grimace Hold on to your hats we're biding time because the clock is ticking Plagued like rats, were bonding fine but why's my cock keep twitching Always stuck with the feeling to have, reasons to hate Beat up and Bar-rate myself Constantly looking to grieving, sign says "demon, don't feed it" No choice but to sit up and to blame myself Connecting to others by being able to speak fruitiously Maybe surreptitious, but more likely to be surreptitiously Not to be vicious but that's, my other half definitely B don't be precious you know I still look deliciously Check the Vestas, end it for once it's my decision see Keeping secrets and being deceitful Causes more problems, forcing my hand make me retreat full Sitting in Fetus is where I feel peaceful Don't parade my emotions but if I did do a stand You'd need sumink as big as cathedral Not the cheese, IBS, eye of a needle You dumber than Dee or are you dumber than Tweedle? No need to answer, dumber than both just a lot more schemeful Bit of a prancer, lap the attention just like Jeremy Beadle But that don't mean that your evil, it just means you cannot be honest You can't blame other people for your actions, just tell the truth Stop being aloof just say sorry and promise Listen, I ain't gonna sit and beg for your heart Just keep playing with mine and keep up the charade I've been setting my trust in the wrong individual Stealing my thoughts, keeping it physical All the literal wisdom that I impart You ignore still act like a tart and it's becoming critical I could never be the one to apologise For something that I feel responsible for So why do I sit and apologise for doing no wrong Thinking and seething with illogical thoughts Not all my thoughts are illogical ones Most are logical though just harder to flow Shot down in a minute, getting harder to grow I even admit I used to act like she was something I own But sat on my lap, being hipper than hip Couple of blips and it's starting to show Freudian slip. why I started to know I know, I know but you think I don't But people stop me shout me, just don't doubt me 'Cause no matter the justification my mind isn't cloudy Doesn't matter about this situation or the interpretation of PTSD Constantly looking over my shoulder, examine your general location My head is the source of creation But why are you, deleting messages see Secret communication, me thinking I own her But seems I'm becoming a boulder, pulling her down Giving out the invitation for others to bone her That's the reason I'm writing this song To show I have feelings as well as the next I've felt for a long time that something was wrong Held on for a long time trying and holding my breathe I know I've got a temper and uncontrollable anger But I'm supposed to be your helper, your emotional anchor It's the behaviour I'm talking about, I can't stop it But it's your controllable factor Despicable and to me, inexplicable But I have to deal with it, in a social manner