You don't understand how unpredictably unstable I can be
I'm more than just a body, for hire
If I chose not to work im fired
I lay awake at at night waiting for a fright that might wanna take a bite
Of poor old lonely me,
tiny,
knee high to a tree,
whom can barely read
let alone feed a family creed.

I'm poor, I'm a joke.
That's why I can't stop taking the last ****
Before I stoke, these
Heavier drugs like coke
I'll bloat if I don't diet
It's pretty silent, it's quiet
Until the riot breaks out
And traps the sun
Ain't it fun?
We are all just believing we are number one
But isn't that the loneliest sum?
I feel lost
But at what cost?
The coin I had to toss
In a well
To get swell
For better or for worst
This love is a hell...