Call me a lawer
I know that who I am is not who I should be I know that who I am is not who I could be The man that I am has a lack of a plan Knowing all that I can’t do and all that I can A lack of a future or anything real I tried to find love but I’ve got no appeal Nobody can want something with a soul this washed up Would anybody want something with a mind this fucked up?
Who are you again my friend Seems that time’s come to an end Stationary in it’s place Stop the clock for time and space Exhibit 1 2 3; presented facts I rest my case
I’ll always be awoken by anxiety attacks I always be this broken hiding behind the mask I will walk through every step of recollecting my own past I’ve never finished first, I pride myself in coming last I hope that you can recogognize How I can fucking still despise The regiments of broken mess The reminents of damaged heads The truly fucking awful truth Is that I am bound within a noose I’m wrapped up here against my will My tangled limbs are not a thrill My mangled hands were made to kill I am boy freak and this is real
Who are you again my friend Seems that time’s come to an end Stationary in it’s place Stop the clock for time and space Exhibit 1 2 3; presented facts I rest my case
Slowly watching you lose Interest Is plaguing me with sickness It’s killing me with the quickest quickness that I have yet to witness With due respect And much regret I must admit You are correct Much abuse, severe neglect Has made me so fucking derilect My future is desparate Contemplating a reset Starting from a protozoa To single celled from supernova Under dressed and undercover Of the darkest truth we know of
Who are you again my friend Seems that time’s come to an end Stationary in it’s place Stop the clock for time and space Exhibit 1 2 3; presented facts I rest my case
