Wait
Wait
I made a little mistake.
Tried to pretend like I was somebody else
Now the shoe doesn't fit,
But I walked
around in circles and got lost,
all turned around down on the lower East Side,
now I can't see the sky
think it's night time.
Once inside, I hope the devil's not waiting for me
I've got some shit to figure out
before he and I speak.
Pace here on the sidewalk with black maps,
whole lot of x's but I can't find the spot
my detector is hot, I found shade
here in the burning bush I made
my bed of nails,
and then I jumped right on top,
now the bleeding won't stop
I deserved what I got
If the bleeding would stop, I'd be right down
You say the world is not waiting for me.
Well nothing ever fucking happens,
so I have to disagree.












