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Now,
I'd rather be a writer
Am I selling my Soul?
Can I hold my head above asphyxiation?
Am I cursed to damnation?
God, where are you?
I need you, drowning in this flood
Bobbing in and out, gasping,
My tear ducts strangling,
Love to just not give a fuck
I'm a millisecond away from Loony Bin lock-up,
I want to sob every day
Like a release, but it stays
And if I throw in the towel now
I will surely go to Hell.
Hell, just like a hermit in shell
Smokin cigaros
Like chains all in rows
Where in the world is the place for me?
Surely, this ain't where I ought to be.
Phantom dreams.
Phantom dream, I dreamed again
It's like this is terror, my friend
Phantom please leave me alone
Phantom please I beg
Leave me alone.
Phantom rots my brain
Like cavities are the root of tooth decay
My attention span fails the fuck out of me
Where in the world is the place for me?
Wanna trade lives?
I'm sick of being who I ought to be.
With this vice
Constricting around my neck
My throat keeps tightening
Snap, my spinal column
To smithereens...
Can't stop this crying
I'm like twine unraveling
Utterly, cracking
Under the scope of misery.
Where the fuck is this Prince Charming?
Is he caught up in traffic?
Ain't he supposed to sweep me off my aching feet?
Really can't take the heat.
What the fuck you lookin at,
Grave Digger? Pick up that shovel...
Forget it, I'll just pull this all together
Find a "happy place"
Where in the world is that?
Now, do you see?
