Here I stand, empty hands. Wishing my wrists were bleeding. To stop the pain from the beatings. And here you stand, holding me. Waiting for me to notice you.
Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. . It was cold when I came over. We were young, it was December. Stayed up late and watched a movie. About two friends that made each other angry.
Sick of circling the same road. Sick of bearing the guilt. So open the windows to cool off. And heat pours in instead. . Perfect in weakness. I'm only perfect in just your strength alone.
I feel your eyes crawling over me. As though I am something more than me. But I don't have anything good enough to say. I did not make myself this way.
I won't be satisfied with 'Okay'. And I can't be okay with 'Alright'. So point me to the edge of life, I'll stand up on my toes. Stretch my fingers out to love and bring it back here.
I know what you want. I know what you need. I know what you feel. . It ain't real and.... . Brings me down, makes me wanna cry, oh yeah. When I forget where I come from.
So many wasted days. Come and go like ocean waves. He hit me like a freight train. And now I can't get off my face. . How could I have been so polite.
i shake like tambourines. stung by idle kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiings. my neighbors watch me. we find reasons to deny. the raaaainbow in our miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinds.
i'm the tyrant i'm the love king. for the record i said love king. some people call me the rat king. but for my wants ill do most anything. anything. .
So you're tired but you're alive. So open up your eyes. And you can get some sleep when you are dead. Kill the clock inside your head. Bring your normalcy to the edge.
this is my will to die. to end this sorry mess up life. to end the misery of me. thats the way it needs to be. . it needs to end now. i don't even care how.
you see clearly in their heaaaads. they make you wish. that you were deaaad. but you will come to show them allllll. the sacred game of basketbaalllll.
When I said good morning. I was lying. I was truly thinking of. How I might quit waking up. . He pointed out how selfish. It would be to kill myself. So I keep waking up.
Okay, this song is called 'The family'. And we got a close family of people we're working with. And we appreciate them. And this is a really appropriate number.
I saw your queen. Swam out below her star on sea beneath. Though I lifted up my hands to her. She never lifted me. . Oh something's missing in me. I felt it deep within me.
Ain't got no rhyme or reason. Ain't got no soul to speak of. I ain't got no compass. Or no sense of self direction. But I'll call you when I get there.
I wanna cut me free, you wanna clip my wings. I'm made of flesh and bone, you wanna take control of me. You wanna dress me up, I wanna feel the sun. You wanna play pretend, I'm not about to bend, you'll see.
ain't got no rhyme or reason. ain't got no soul to speak of. i ain't got no compass. or no sense of self direction. but i'll call you when i get there.
In those days I rode on the back of you. Stealin' what I can. In no time I found out the answer was. Doin' what you can. . And the crew you ran around with.