[&] Delinquents

Visitor, come to my room And see all the trash I've made Stay a while, I'm on the verge of laying it down A vagabond and all his trash in search to find his crown Your mind is like a candle stick And my ambitions are constantly burning out I'd hate to rain on your parade But everything you know is taken by this flood You were blind but there's no hope Dig a hole but there's no blood Who am I to pretend? And who am I to recommend there is something less Than timelines and whores that drag you back to the floor And cut your eyes out? Find me, oh Saint, I'm bending Breaking at my knees praying I'm exposed, this earth has taken pride In seeing my most vulnerable state Well, I find no humor In letting yourself stray away From those pictures When they cause you to see shame in yourself Well, you can run from your problems But they'll follow you like a trend One shot to forgetting Six shots to falling in the end I was the king of kings, I stand for one rule and one rule for myself As a man, I will fall, and as my son, you've watched it all Behind every mask lies a man Who can't live in his own skin He lives by the flask He bathes in his past And he dies by his own sins