I think my eyes in a tunnel

Peripheral blurry where the fun go?

I guess it’s easy to tell

I mean it should be, really.

I fell. Got back up now I’m feeling myself

In my big boy pants lemme buckle my belt

Ready to run all hell

Steady the gun

And the eyesight well

Gone on a whim

Gone with the wind I sail

Ain’t no tellin where I’m headed

And I don’t think I’m sorry honey

Even tho I said it

Force of habit

Don’t you get it?

Year of the snake

Old skin course I shed it

You could bet it but

Hearts frozen

So, really you should let it go

Frostbitten fingertips you chose

When my last bit innocence showed

Not only is this not beneficial

But this shit takes toll on the damage control

Take a whole ass piece out your soul

Fill the void with the lows

‘Cause the highs take premium gold

That shit you can’t afford with no spirit

You can get a lot with truth, but you don’t see it or hear it ‘cause you’re accustomed to fear it

Is it odd or is it spiritual interference?

Devils in the window interventions in the mirror

If you caught it, interception of the year

If you didn’t, next season’ll be here before you know it

Don’t fucking blow it

Sheesh

Sheesh

Sheeeeesh

It’s get better or die

It’s not rhetoric

And quick to break the cleverest guy

So move forth with it don’t just set it aside

I shouldn’t care about the things that are for you to decide

Something inside me, probably my guilt or my pride

Oh, you bet I would huh act like a good guy

I guess you right about one of me, huh?

Just the mean, fiend, son of a God

I’m barely eating now barely breathing getting even with odds

I give ‘em what they need and still they don’t even applaud

But you don’t know what you don’t know, right?

And you can’t learn what you think you know