I never did anything conventional            
To that point, probably nothing memorable
I shoulda, I guess, not been so open
With my bright eyed ideas
Crucify me for sharing a dream
The spirit inside of me just ******* wails
Shedding all of its fingernails
Climbing its way outside of me
Relentlessness, bursting at the seams
Starting to hurt, you know I love the burn
All I wanna do is rise up and scream
Guess we can all figure out
How long it takes a heart to bleed out
All you need is a dash of lies
And a bit of dishonesty
Isn’t it crazy, how a heart can turn
Perfect recipe
It’s never what it seems