| This lighter don’t work, no
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| No flame to spark my goal
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| My Nike’s laced in dirt, oh
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| I’ve ended up treading on my own soul
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| My headphone’s only working on the left side
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| But I try to live the right life
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| My eyes wide and I strive
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| To stop my demons gripping, ripping from the inside
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| This road is dark and I can’t find the batteries for my flashlight
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| I’m blind eyed and I’m tired
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| These drugs don’t work
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| The pain, it takes control
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| A blood-stained shirt
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| I feel like I’m always being chased by the devil
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| I tried to talk but I can’t seem to get my spoken words right
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| And I t-t-t-t-t-t-try to keep my stutter light
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| And this life it can be ish right, cut you like a flick knife
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| Twist and make you sick right
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| And I think, maybe I’ll be better off alone
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| So I redirect the calls from my phone
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| I learned so many lessons from depression
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| But in essence, I’m just wishing that these bad thoughts were gone
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| (I'm blind eyed)
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| (I'm blind eyed)
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| (I'm blind eyed)
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| Sometimes I bleed, sometimes I crawl
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| Sometimes I slip, sometimes I fall
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| Sometimes my back is up against the wall so hard
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| That whole building could fall
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| Sometimes I bruise, sometimes I break
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| Sometimes I’m true, sometimes I’m fake
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| Sometimes I’m hoping for a moment
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| When the floor would just start opening
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| And swallow me for goodness sake
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| I think I’m gonna break 'cause I ache
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| And it’s bait I’m awake in a world full of pain
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| Superman no cape and I’m pressing the breaks
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| But the breaks, they break
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| And I’m driving my universe into a lake
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| And the weight, the weight of the world, don’t wait
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| We make mistakes when it’s all at stake
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| We cook out cake, we eat our cake
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| Sometimes no time for double takes but
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| (That's just the way life goes sometimes)
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| But I don’t want to end up in the gutter
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| Being battered by my troubles
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| Face down in puddle where the sun don’t shine
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| So I’m coming and giving it back
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| Upon the track and attacking 'em
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| Stacking up beats like I did with this one I pack it in
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| And I’m praying, oh lord, take this pain away |