ten digits are what make up my being
echoes across a canyon that divides
you can't touch me baby don't even try
don't you see? i only exist in your mind -
i'm a little short on good news these days
i hear people talking about what just bad food can do to you for days -
blood sweat and tears i must say, i've trudged past these years, in one way
or another - reality is a struggle
when you judge a book by it's cover
swear they're shook, don't even bother -
catatonic - i catapulted past your walls - vibrating on a
higher frequency frequently i'm eagerly
willing to work, it's killing me envisioning
all the time your killing or worse - yourself
poisonous serpents sitting in my lawn
peering in my windows waiting for dawn
barely make it to the sidewalk and i yawn -
wanna walk back inside and hide my thoughts -
why? you don't ever call me, never - no
why? you said you would but it's been some time, i know -
why you don't ever, call me never - no
you already tried to take what's mine, i know -
see - you can't and you won't