What am I still doing here?I Wish that I could disappearIm too damn tired to stand on my own two feetIm not as young as I pretend to beMy ears still searching for the humThe ring that rattles through my tonguePlease tell me you can hear it tooA glimpse of what im going throughbut with all I have to complain about,
its coolEveryday its all the sameThe games you play, the shifting blame, its such a shameEveryday its all that sameStuck in a daze, wasting awayLuckily it doesn't phase me anywayEveryday its all that sameI cant feel this way forever
but it still hurts like hell when I try to control my temperWe cant get through this togetherSo ill search like hell until I discover something better