I couldn't count on both my hands
The countless times I've let you down
And
Doused myself in apathy
Swelling up so thick you couldn't see through the cloud
And I've wasted your time again
I've wasted mine just the same
But it's so much better stuck in my shoes
At least I had nothing to do to begin with
And I'm so fucking sick of haunted walls
Telling me the lies that the leaders scrawled
It never made much sense to me
They force fed me their education
And I'm so sick of this ghostly tomb
This mental prison that was my room
I'd rather give up, but they tell me that I can't
But I don't wanna be a bum
And I don't wanna sleep by myself
And I don't wanna be forced around
Living life according to someone else
But I'm wasting each day a day at a time
You gave me your two cents, I'll give you mine
Cuz I'm so fucking bored with this but I don't wanna die
At least I don't think so
Mistrust lives inside my skin
The way disgust lives inside of my fucking mouth
Easily anchored
But never comfortably stationary
Venom cowers behind my words
And my happiness is shadowed by these chords
And against all my intent
I gave into the ocean again
A monotonous letter
Tucked away and never sent
A monologue riddled with subtle hints
About the broken nights I spent
And my upper lip trembles
My lower lip would if it wasn't torn to shreds
Cuz these games I've learned to play have left me dead
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