"your pretty much nothing"
well that wasn't very nice
"i'm not here to be nice i'm here to do my job"
and that is?
"telling you what your doing wrong"

and i can't be mad that my conscience is doing its job
and maybe i need to do a better job of doing mine
but its hard
i'm in a constant state of being frozen
my head is frozen
but my bodies animated
trying to distract you

and as much as i try
these dark thoughts won't leave
and ive considered
pushing my wardrobe to long sleeves

but this cant be
i've always been happy
denail
i've always made others happy
i wish i could just make everyone happy
i'm doing great at my job
your failing at it
i'm failing at it

i can't even talk to people without my conscience
budding in
and maybe this is just a punishment
for all that i've so called "sinned"

but conscience please give me a break
i don't want today
to end up
my death date