The chains grow red
The taste of the teeth I ground away
I talk too much (not that I didn't know already)
And I hate myself for it.

Change! Where does it come?
Why do I try when all I end up feeling is alone?
**** my soul with the taint of struggle
To pursue everything but the American dream.

My place is no where.
Into space is everything I want to bleed
The filter in my head (has never been present)
And I hate myself for it.

Please! All my friends come to my aid!
This is a cry for help if I had any.
Fake my happiness every time you ask me
If I found anything that works for me.

Lessons learned untie in my mind
All the smoke clouds are fogging my up inside
My father once told me to shut the **** up
He told me to speak when spoken to.
I dominate the conversation
Obviously I have no place
I never know when to talk to someone
I never know what I shouldn't say

Letting go of the rose
Just keeping the thorns in my hands
There's a gun in the next room
And if I sneak past him I can bring it to my bed

Stay alive! Thats all I try
But why when I push all I love away?
Things I invest in I can never stick with
I put one egg in every basket
And I can no longer mask it
I got all my eggs in every basket
But I have no right to ask it
Why can't I be good at anything?

(Cry for help)
(Look to sky)
(Try to hope)
(Don't see why)
Should I?