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my blood, part 2
Ham Sandwich
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Yeah, I need to get this locked down, yeah
Get this locked down
I ain't been eatin', I lost ten pounds
Russian roulette, I load ten rounds
Swallow ten shots and make no sounds
Lost in my soul, I can't be found
Deep as a puddle, and I still drown
Everything I need, and I still frown
I could be on Jupiter, still Earthbound
My spirit wasn't built for the void
My heart wasn't built to be played like a toy
My mind doesn't feel like it's there
To be peeled and concealed
But I'm always the third wheel
And I'm sick of just complaining to myself
Sick of all the skeletons I'm leaving on the shelf
Sick of my ineptitude
Hate that I'm in debt to you
Sick of knowing you'll get what you want, and I'll be dead to you
Sick of my aversion to confront you in the open
Sick of my aversion to get comfort when I'm coping
Sick of my ability to lie about my pain
Sick of my affinity for walking in the rain
I don't have a therapist; all I have is music
When I make a song, it isn't just cause it's amusing
And this facade is an illusion, but I don't wanna lose it
No, I'm scared to talk to my heart
I ain't never tried before, so ion know where to start
It had never broke, but it's falling apart
The neglect is an abuse, but it's leaving a mark
I take a walk in the park
Find a dead tree, write my name in the bark
See if it lasts through the winter
New day, same shit, same sinner
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
I need to sit down, you make me stand up
I need to sit down, you make me stand up for my blood
My pride, my family, my mind, my blood
My pride, my family, my mind
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
I need to sit down, you make me stand up
I need to sit down, you make me stand up for my blood
My pride, my family, my mind, my blood
My pride, my family, my mind