Shuffle the deck,
Wake up in glass,
Cut up your neck,
I think I’ll pass.

The story you unfold onto my eyes,
I would believe you if you didn’t choke up,
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not all lies,
But **** you like to pretend I just woke up.

I swear that you knew,
****** my words into submission,
I’m sorry I’m not dead like you,
I only wanna get paid for the commission.

Shuffle the deck,
Wake up in glass,
Cut up your neck,
I think I’ll pass.

Gun to the back of my head,
Do it yourself if you’re so friendly,
Guilty that you’re not fed,
Begging endless, “tend to me.”

“Tend to me.”

Headache, is this it?
Sneezed, is this it?
Coughed, is this it?
Sore, is this it?

No
I think I’ve been in bed too long,
My mind’s playing tricks on me,
And people are out here playing tennis.

It's happened once again,
A single fragile moment,
In time this is insignificant,
In me this is a supernova.

Won't you leave me now,
I don't want your smile on my wall,
This world doesn't know you,
But I can't know you,
When you bring my towers crumbling down.

What if I told the war,
That they were safe and that's it's over,
I think they'd come out of hiding,
Maybe even get gunned down by my hands,
Red-handed, sociopath, dread.

I really love you,
Take time out of my day to remind you,
Yet I still despise the way I mourn,
For something that hasn't even died.

We're gonna soar on some paper airplanes,
Draw some ***** pictures on the wings,
Crawl into the fold and kiss each other goodnight.

The wind from the cliff will push us off,
Onward, my lovely angel, where will we go?
Your wings have been clipped,
I want to let them grow,
So you don't have to depend on this paper airplane,
For too much long, cause I just wanna see you alive.

Whatever I can be is what I can't see,
And the ground under my toes feels like sand,
When it really should be a bed,
This is not where I want to be.

I ******* hate sinking and it's all happening so fast,
The voices inside my mind are getting louder,
But I'm scared to ask for help cause I'm close,
To the end of the river and the beginning of the sea.

Hit me in the face,
Snap my neck to look at my shoulder blades,
Split my gut like I've been laughing too much,
Five days a week I'm consumed and for the next,
I'm a ******* mess of inky hands and broken lightbulbs.

Now what I can be is what's in the sea,
I just need to dip my toes,
Keep my eyes down the sights,
There's not a lot of hope inside the head,
Where the drama king resides with a tethered leash.

Clashing under tyranny rulings,
War falls under the city,
Implodes the streets to the sewers,
Growing vines, dystopian.

These fools, two beasts,
Started this turf war,
Under the rule of masters,
They couldn't be less of *******.

Pointless points being made against,
Not strong enough to stop but enough to enrage,
Close their eyes, oh masters,
They've had enough of this battle.

Shatter limbs with broken eyes,
Rolled back into their head,
Meanwhile the time wrings out and trips them up,
I've had enough of these fights inside my city.

Took me by surprise, realizing I'm a shocking mess of human,
Breaking down, bit by bit all my defenses and chasing,
Gonna miss out on the family home but do I care?
Yeah I do, quite a bit, everything in my life confided at once.

This is where I'm meant to be,
He is who I'm supposed to see,
Dad, I'm coming home,
I'm just only 18- but even the devil can see,
That I still want to hug you and cry.

Missing out on love, that's okay cause soon I'll arrive,
Everyday a new one, a new day that resides beside you,
I'll learn to grow up, By your side and inside your home,
Remember me, I did what we've been dreaming for years.

This is where I'm meant to be,
He is who I'm supposed to see,
Dad, I'm coming home,
I'm just only 18- but even the devil can see,
That I still want to hug you and cry.