i never intended
to take apart
all the pieces
you glued back
together

i wanna die. i wanna die.
i wanna die. i wanna die.
i wanna die. i wanna die.
but i can't seem to pull the trigger.

before i wouldn't dare to imagine walking these streets alone,
yet now i somehow find solitude being on my own.

When I was young
I spawned universes out of sand,
Made companions out of stones,
And won epic battles
with only a few good plastic men,

And so when my toys were traded
for life’s unexpected challenges,
I did what I do best,
And created a catastrophe.