I got a lot of issues, oh oh well that seems

Enough. Like I sort of sit through, not my life, it's what I want. From it, that's the

Issue. Need a tissue and your love. Cause it's more I miss you, ever more I hate disgust

From it, that's the issue I have. From it, that's the issue I have. Smart at the top

At the bottom I'm done. Running around with my mouth open much. Muscle the memory

Summon response. From the people and those in the back and the front

All it is perspective and where we watching from. Failure is now something that we always

Have done. Bussing out bananas and they clips what they want. They peeling bad intentions

From this fruit. It's a must, just to get up under the skin. Only some, circuits up here

Serving my brain. Electrons, occupy them just as well. So we fall, take a trip while wishing

We never wish for stuff. Well that could be bliss, I'm a dip, living it up. Tragedies do

Happen, don't bet that they do none. Why be mad at me when reflection's where you start

Talking to the mirror in grips, I hope you bust it. Hold me in your heart, it's just another day

Of cold sweats. All we get is cold sweats. Like an evil plan, I'm forced to poison all my organs

While I'm trapped inside my fortress. Travel on a train, my brain adopts to new emotions

Like my evil plan, take me, betrayed all of my focus. Like I need to land right now

I'm off and out of focus