(Years ago, i lost myself. Thought i had better things to seek. So here's some things i couldn't say, about a self i couldn't keep.) No one's gonna mind me i’m a passerby, see, ain't out here for company. hearing the same things, Fearing to say things, you could read unluckily. I'm feeling pleasant, not in the present, living in places you can’t see, Oh trust me, i could seem like i mean exactly what you want from me. I’d be taking my life to heart, you’ll be picking my mind apart. Tuned creaking through the grooves from missing parts. They call it "art." Oh, So back off, and roll up your red carpets I caught your ears, but you still got your heart left I find times when I might regret, That you even know my name. No, Don't you dare tell me who I am again, There's a fair share you see in me i haven’t been, And other than when I tend to impress, no. You might have seen me, But you don’t know me yet. i’m alabaster, like peeling plaster, but my frame is immune to disasters. I could take better change at a pace one assumed would be faster. Listen in to the moonlight hard with a boon, got to light these stars, clear skies and eyes and minds all play a part, they call it art. I’d be taking my life to heart, you’ll be picking my mind apart. Tuned creaking through the grooves from missing parts. They call it "art." Oh, So back off, and roll up your red carpets I caught your ears, but you still got your heart left I find times when I might regret, That you even know my name. No, Don't you dare tell me who I am again, There's a fair share you see in me i haven’t been, And other than when I tend to impress, no, you might have seen me, but you don’t know me yet. Out of my mind, out of my heart, back in the corner in the dark, clacking rocks nonstop until the right ones spark, best viewed from afar. These strangers love their shticks, fake fame and un-missed tricks. This name’s all stops, no gos, all cons, no pros, no kicks. i got my niche. Loud Theatrics Oh, So back off, and roll up your red carpets I caught your ears, but you still got your heart left I find times when I might regret, That you even know my name. No, Don't you dare tell me who I am again, There's a fair share you see in me i haven’t been, And other than when i’m dressed for the set, no, you think you've heard me, Oh, So back off, and roll up your red carpets I caught your ears, but you still got your heart left I find times when I might regret, That you even know my name. No, Don't you dare tell me who I am again. I'm playing main street, broadway was taken. Other than when i dress for the set, no, you might have seen me, but you don’t know me yet.

I don't think I'm gonna open the door right now 'cause I'm not really down with having visitors. You can ring all you want, but I won't find out what you've been ringing 'bout. No solicitors. It's not that it's just what I do to be rude to Jehova's Witnesses, but that don't mean you should be thinking I'm giving a damn about what your business is. I don't think i'm gonna open the door right now. I've heard of shut-ins, heard of hermits, heard of basement dwellers. With bodies full of stress, and heads full of best sellers. Their room's their fucking head, their desk their fucking brain. There aint too many they trust to look inside and leave them sane. So if you need me, i'll be in my room with the lights off, i'll be treating it like a tomb where i can play dead to the world for a day or two. No "I'll be seeing you"s are due to you. I don't think I'm gonna open the door right now 'cause I'm not really down with having visitors. You can ring all you want, but I won't find out what you've been ringing 'bout. No solicitors. It's not that it's just what I do to be rude to Jehova's Witnesses, but that don't mean you should be thinking I'm giving a damn about what your business is. I don't think i'm gonna open the door right now. It says "welcome" on the floor mat. Ignore that. Host is a 4 letter word, and I'm sure that anybody coming on my porch thinks they're important, but I'm gonna stay indoors and avoid that. Even took the liberty to turn off my phone. No calls, no texts, 'cause I want to be alone. If its that damn urgent, this random person better put the work in to leave a memorandum at the tone or they're not getting called back. I called that, when I called into work and I caught flack. But i think I earned a makeshift vacation. Mad-Catz, Naughty Dogs, old PlayStations, Spyro, Sly Fox, Crash Team Racing, lights off, sittin' in my skivvies in the basement. With two signs put up on the door to observe. "Beware of the Dog" and "Do Not Disturb". I don't think I'm gonna open the door right now 'cause I'm not really down with having visitors. You can ring all you want, but I won't find out what you've been ringing 'bout. No Solicitors. It's not that it's just what I do to be rude to Jehova's Witnesses, but that don't mean you should be thinking I'm giving a damn about what your business is. I don't think i'm gonna open the door right now. A lot of ways you can empty out your head, some escape, some vent, some beg. I ain't got words, I ain't got time. So go about your damn day, and let me stick to mine. So if you need me, I'll be in my room with the lights off, I'll be treating it like a tomb where I can play dead to the world for a day or two. I don't think I'm gonna open the door right now 'cause I'm not really down with having visitors. You can ring all you want, but I won't find out what you've been ringing 'bout. No solicitors. It's not that it's just what I do to be rude to Jehova's Witnesses, but that don't mean you should be thinking I'm giving a damn about what your business is. I don't think i'm gonna open the door right now.

Way too much stress over small scale issues. Rust when unkept, crack with misuse. This ain't good, oh no. What do I do, what do you think I should? This ain't fun, oh no. What do I do with routes I left undone? Some days I'd rather (run, run, run, run) Run, burn every bridge behind me, hope you never find me. (run, run, run, run) Run. Out of sight, out of mind, I could sever all ties for good. Some days I think I should (run, run, run, run.) Some bygone-minded spineless person. Let's reset this try for perfect. (Stagnating is a curse, so...) This ain't good, oh no, I haven't done the things I said I would. Some days I'd rather (run, run, run, run.) Run, burn every bridge behind me, hope you never find me. (run, run, run, run) Run. Out of sight, out of mind, I could sever all ties for good. Some days I think I should (run, run, run, run.) Some days I want to run. Contacts stacked with hacks and heard-ofs. Trip their bad side, you'll be worse off. Stagnating is a curse so, I could drop it all. (run, run, run, run.) Run, burn every bridge behind me, hope you never find me. (run, run, run, run) Run. Out of sight, out of mind, I could sever all ties for good. Some days I think I should (run, run, run, run.) Way too much stress over small scale issues.

I had a ghost, a hollow shell of a former self. with a life that escaped from hell desperate for something else. (dishonest empty promise) The poison mill grinds to a halt got caught up in my own faults, take pauses, i won’t stall this will not fall. the world isn’t in my way at all ran out of breath idleing toxins keep me smiling antidote bottle’s dried out and you won’t reach me in my hideout. its dark in circle one, far off parts all overrun. right now, I've been Jekyll too long, High time I let Hyde out. I face fears to waste time sometimes, i can turn a page just fine, some words i left behind, i write between the lines ran out of breath idleing toxins keep me idlein antidote bottle’s dried out I retreat to my hideout. its dark in circle one, far off parts all overrun. right now, I've been Jekyll too long, High time I let Hyde out. I cannot take, for god sake, these fumes off a hot plate, volatile concentrated and when it condensates, I take that straight, and i hate it. ran out of breath idleing toxins keep me spiraling antidote bottle’s dried out and it don't bother me to retreat to my hideout its dark in circle one, far off parts all overrun. right now, I've been Jekyll too long, High time I let Hyde out.

We made a mistake. Oh, of course we did. Nobody’s gonna fix it for us, they’ll ignore us, tell us we’re insane. But it’s so safe in your America. Out here it’s terrible, we’ve gone hysterical, but all the pundits say, they say, they say Oh, we’re all just pawns. You don't know what’s going on. Let the fog clear. Fight a few fears. We can do this. We can do this. Broke, pissed and scared. Don’t wanna hear “who cares”. Flash your brights on, blast your fight song. We’ll get through this. We’ll get through this. Don’t say to fight, as if we haven’t been. they keep our numbers thin. Maybe you could join in, this will not be the end. We coulda, woulda, shoulda, but we didn’t, now here we are and here we go. Unless you guess it’s best we stay hidden. Don’t just say so, do so. Oh, we’re more than pawns. We don't know what’s going on. Let the fog clear, fight a few fears. We can do this. We can do this. More broke than scared. Don’t wanna hear “who cares”. Flash your brights on, blast your fight song. We’ll get through this. We’ll get through this. At least I hope so. Nowhere we won’t go, we’re a land of fascists Pledging allegiance to hate & ignorance Right now we’re stuck With no way up. We’ve had about enough. that’s tough 'cause, No, we're more than pawns. the fight is on. Get your heads clear, Fight a few fears. We can do this. We can do this. We weren’t prepared for W² Flash your brights on, blast your fight song. We’ll get through this. We’ll get through this.

Getting out of bed’s hard enough, but getting in is tough when outside sounds i cannot stand won’t go away. You’ll hear to try harder, you’ll hear to lay back, and that voice behind the polarized advice can be the same. The dark is more confusing than tiring, low light with eyes wide open for creatures i’ve heard are versed in hiding. Some with fangs, some with horns, some with claws, some with more Ain't it amazing how many strange things pop in your head, in bed? It's hard to sleep like this. Thinking of all these strange things when you should rest. It's hard to sleep like this, when there's monsters nearby. I'm dead tired, but there's monsters nearby. by. I'm dead tired, but there's monsters nearby. From everything you’ve seen you’re sure, you’re out of ways to hide. Though you may have gotten bit before, it takes a little more to die. Only told advice like, “Why don’t you bite back.” Well that’s nice, but i’ve tried, and the metaphor doesn’t work like that. The venom in your veins speaks volumes, to all the silhouettes, you can't compare, but you know if you don’t run, they’re gonna catch you, but i can bet you, there’s nothing there. Ain't it amazing? How many strange things pop in your head, in bed? It's hard to sleep like this. Thinking of all these strange things when you should rest. It's hard to sleep like this. I'm dead tired, but there's monsters nearby. by. I'm dead tired, but there's monsters nearby. We can be scared of what’s just assumed, but you swear you hear them there, just over a room. You can pull apart what you’ve fallen for, so step into the dark. I thought it was hard, but just at the start. Only get so far putting off those dreams of yours. Ain't it amazing? How many strange things pop in your head, in bed? It's hard to sleep like this. Thinking of all these strange things when you should rest. It's hard to sleep like this. when there's monsters nearby. I'm dead tired, but there's monsters nearby. by. I'm dead tired, but there's monsters nearby. (I'd call monsters monsters.)

It's time to set myself into a daze. Fall back into habits i can’t break. Cadence of pressures monotone, but the grip lets go when your blood’s hydrocodone. My bloods fucked up. my guts, fucked up, and my head's fucked up, but god, i gotta be fucked up. something's telling me to blank again. that pains intense. filling voids up with voids again. keeps the paranoid at bay, i guess. i'm letting time and money go to waste again. I wish i haven’t been, but here i am again, so pull me in. I’m gonna set myself into a daze again fall back into habits i can’t break, now what then? I keep getting caught in fires i stoked but the burns go cold when your blood’s hydrocodone. My bloods fucked up. my guts, fucked up, and my head's fucked up, but god, i gotta be fucked up. But the words come home when you're blood's hydrocodone. My bloods fucked up. my guts, fucked up, and my head's fucked up, but god, i gotta be fucked up.

i’ve been thankful for the lefts that bent me right, and for the memories that kept me up at night, feeding pain’s a way to stray from keeping sight, looking forward with pried open eyes, loose knots we tie can fall apart mulling over minds and hearts, and light and dark, and think too far ahead, and before a melody can end, another starts, singing out our newfound parts. if letting go’s impossible at first, and getting over obstacles with hurt, makes things worse. eight Julys went by so quickly, i can look back with a glance. trances of our pasts can hold us back. chances that we have make it last. i’ve found god. she found me. i’ve been flawed and lost, but i guess i had to be. in pressured times i get inclined to get loud, all the while i’ve been kind to quiet down, down the line, communication breaks down but life tends to come around. i take free thoughts and read em off then stomp them packed, and stand up on it, taller, while i rise above the some i lack and as more lights flicker on, down all these paths, i’ve found how r to let things pass if letting go’s impossible at first, and getting over obstacles with hurt, makes it worse. five Julys went by so quickly, i can look back with a glance. these trances of our pasts can hold us back. these chances must be why our lives can last. i’ve found god. she found me. i’ve been flawed and lost, but i guess i had to be. I feel these sentiments, i see if it meant, something different, tuning out the dissonance, you start to listen in, harmonic, isn’t it? my song was dissonant and far from innocent if letting go’s impossible at first, and getting over obstacles with hurt, makes things worse. three Julys went go by so quickly, i can look back with a glance. trances of our pasts can hold us back. chances that we have make it last. i’ve found god. she found me. i’ve been flawed and lost, but i guess i had to be.

There's reasons for these bags under my eyes. it's effort I don't give except in lies. Maybe it's the weight of all the promises that i can't keep? But the universe will not let me sleep. Let's talk about the time i waste, all the things i said i'd do but only say. And nothing was done today, but i still feel, i shouldn't be awake. Exhausted from the same old grievance. Another day, another moral inconvenience. and who would bat an eye, as the world around them dies, and who could, i can't seem to close mine. I wish that we weren't forced to find out, I wish we never knew what this was about. There's reasons why we fall so far so fast. there's reason why the plusses never last. And rest is the world's best advice, but the universe would kill me if i tried. The time still passes and i wait. There's still so much left to do when i'm awake. And i've long lost track of days, in just one night, where all is just a haze. I've long forgotten what dreams feel like, another sleep, another eon lost from daylight. You've leant too many words, they're more than just absurd, but i think this can't be too much worse. The stars have gone dark, and i'm shaking. No questions why i deserved anything. There's reasons why we fall so far so fast. there's reason why the plusses never last. I take my own thoughts with a grain of salt, when i tell myself that this is all my fault. There's reasons for these bags under my eyes. it's effort I don't give except in lies. Maybe it's the weight of all the promises that i can't keep? But the universe will not let me sleep.

god...

Look up. Calm down. Solid advice, but i've come to hate the sound. It's late, so get to bed. It's all in your head. It's all in your head. I'm up thinking about if you think of me, and if that me is thinking of you, thinking how i think of you. I've missed a couple pills, so maybe it's anxiety? Not doing half the things my doctor told me i should do, but... (so far) I've passed a tipping point. Just like i "shouldn't have". Third side of the coin, spinning 'til i take it back. (so far) I know my head is sick, but i'm more sick of it. Because I don't want to think myself to death. Sick of it, Sick of it, I'm sick of it. No, i don't want to think myself to death. Sick of it, Sick of it, I'm sick of it. Day in, day out, bullet-pointing things that i feel good about. Chest pains. Eyes red. It's all in your head. It's all in your head. I'm stuck on thinking now, what's got the best of me? I'm upright alright, but never once a full day through, and I haven't eaten, so maybe i'm out of energy? Still doing half the things my doctor told me not to do, but I've passed a tipping point. Just like i "shouldn't have". Third side of the coin, spinning 'til i take it back. (so far) I know my head is sick, but i'm more sick of it. Because I don't want to think myself to death. Sick of it, Sick of it, I'm sick of it. No, i don't want to think myself to death. Sick of it, Sick of it, I'm sick of it. I tell myself i'm not; I tell myself a lot, and I debate if it's okay to maybe say i am picking myself apart, where do i even start? I'm just dealing with issues i always knew i had. (so far) I've passed the tipping point. Just like i "shouldn't have". Third side of the coin, spinning 'til i take it back. (so far) I'm out of metaphors. It's harder to explain. It would be easier if i could open up my brain, but (so far) i'm missing daylight, it's not intentional, it's just assumed that my habits are unconventional. (so far) I know my head is sick, but i'm more sick of it. Because I don't want to think myself to death.

Slow days, undone checklists. Old ways, fun, some wreckless. Either feel guilt or out of place. I don't have the confidence, it won't make a lot of sense to you, i tend to filter out the praise. Long broken somehow, not well spoken right now, but you second guess the things you've heard. When you feel like an imposter. And you don't know how you got this far. And you don't know who you really are. Was this all a plan or all a farce? It's hard at every turn, when you feel like an imposter. Like you're an imposter. Like you're an imposter. Like you're an imposter. When you feel like an imposter. Folds made in wrong directions, Roads paved with lost instentions. And not a single clue how i ever took this turn. Long broken somehow, not well spoken right now, but you second guess the things you've heard when you feel like an imposter. And you don't know how you got this far. And you don't know who you really are. Was this all a plan or all a farce? It's hard at every turn, when you feel like an imposter. And i'd be lying if i said so far so good. And i'd be lying if i told you that i understood why i'm insecure. If worse masks i grew could be removed, i would. But you endure it. Because you can't be re-assured when you're an imposter. And you don't know how you got this far. And you don't know who you really are. Was this all a plan or all a farce? It's hard at every turn, when you feel like an imposter. And i'd be lying if i said so far so good. And i'd be lying if i told you that i understood why i'm insecure. If worse masks i grew could be removed, i would. But you endure it. Because you can't be re-assured when you're an imposter. credits

Stock phrases start to sound the same. I guess i'm just stressed, I guess i'm getting too tired out. And i couldn't have seen what this became. I'm not at my best, but that's how my head's wired up. but when the rest fires up, its... I guess I never saw this coming. I spent all of my time running. Now people are saying things i'll never know. And there's nothing i can do to stop them, They left with issues i brought 'em. I guess i'm really only good at causing problems. And you were never good at solving those. So if you think so, say so. Why don't you just say so. So if you think so, say so. Why don't you just say so. After second, more chances are a harder sell, It's nothing i can't help, nothing i can't fix myself, if only i could tell, if i'm the monster in your closet the elephant in the room, if i'm the dust under the rug that's suffocating you. I guess I never saw this coming. I spent all of my time running. Now people are saying things i'll never know. And there's nothing i can do to stop them, They left with issues i brought 'em. I guess i'm really only good at causing problems. And we were never good at solving those. So if you think so, say so. Why don't you just say so. So if you think so, say so. Why don't you just say so. And the monster in your closet, the elephant in the room, and the dust under the rug, you've been alluding to. If i'm the monster in your closet, with everything to lose, i'm done coming up with just another pained excuse. I guess I never saw this coming. I spent all of my time running. Now people are saying things i'll never know. And there's nothing i can do to stop them, They left with issues i brought 'em. I guess i'm really only good at causing problems. And i was never good at solving those. So if you think so, say so. Why don't you just say so. And i was never good at solving those. So if you think so, say so. Why don't you just say so.

I’m building ships in bottles ships all long sailed and sank i’m hiding out again to turn real life away. I waste time on these models, on dreams hat won’t come true i’ll curse the ones that sunk them but never mention who. nobody’s gotta know what never was. nobody’s gotta know what never will be. nothing more than just antiques I'm building ships in bottles They'll stay there till they break I'm building ships in bottles. Storing thoughts away, but i’ve tried to bottle it all up inside knick-knacks n the back of my mind I'm building ships in bottles I'm building ships in bottles I’m building ships in bottles all lined up for display. hobbies like these are novelties and too cliché. I break mastheads embedding. my crafts are just pastimes. I get to steps i dread and scrap these bad designs. I'm building ships in bottles They'll stay there till they break I'm building ships in bottles. Storing thoughts away, but i’ve tried to bottle it all up inside knick-knacks n the back of my mind I'm building ships in bottles I'm building ships in bottles and if i close my eyes i’m on that sea and in the open skies i feel that breeze, you and me, could scheme full-scale getting hung up on the fine details no, we never strung up sails. I’m building ships in bottles ships all long sailed and sank i’m stuck here wishing things had gone a different way.

I'd hate to go on about, things that have been going south, but lately i'm finding out, about things i've been choking down. I've been quiet but i got to be. There aint much going on for me. I've been trying to be free, but now i don't know how. I've heard from different angles. Different minds than mine. They said it's time to come untangled, and i see why. But i'm scared. Everyone i know says this ain't fair. And when the fix is such a dare, i've fought a lot to contemplate it. I should go but i don't know where. My life didn't have a spare. What i saw always there, admitting it's a bitch, i hate it. Should i start over? I'm as far as i got and now. Only gets colder? You won't fall if you don't look down. hey. I haven't seen much first hand but there's a bit that i understand. These things come up unplanned, outrun it and you won't crash land. Maybe the climb is tall, and the world is a free for all. You'll have a net to catch your fall. I've heard from different angles, what you call the other side. They said it's time to come untangled, And i ain't blind. But i'm scared. Everyone i know says this ain't fair. And when the fix is such a dare, i've fought a lot to contemplate it. I should go but i don't know where. My life didn't have a spare. What i saw always there, admitting it's a bitch, i hate it. Should i start over? I'm as far as i got and now. Only gets colder? You won't fall if you don't look down. Because there's always a ways out. No, you won't fall if you don't look down. Can't kill a demon just by calling it a monster. Some perfect strangers could give you better mantras, i know. I know it's hard to stomp on what you had, but if it's that bad uproot the ugly truth, and take it. Should i start over? I'm as far as i got and now. Only gets colder? You won't fall if you don't look down. (You killed a demon when you) Because there's always a ways out (when you saw it for a monster.) No, you won't fall if you don't look down. (I know you'll make it but i'll) Because there's always a ways out. (offer you a mantra.) You won't fall if you don't look down.

I never read into star signs, i've been misled in my hard times makin' wild guesses, life stresses tend to make you think. (I'm a day dreamer) and I’ve seen minds wander I try to keep mine out of water but when i think, i think, i think, i think i might be seeing things. (I'm a day dreamer) I'm feeling strange vibes (right.) waking up to daylight (right?) Picking up on signs that could say why (daydreaming) But in my current mental state, my grip around the present falls away, asking "where went yesterday?" we had it way off the first time We were raised on the worst lies, makes me wonder, if we're all under Cursed eyes. (I'm a day dreamer) so the dice keep rolling. i’ll keep my life unfolding, (day dreaming) it’s been a rough road, enough holdin' up the climb. we’re higher up than fine, but still I'm feeling strange vibes (right.) waking up to daylight (right?) Picking up on signs that could say why (daydreaming) But this extrapolating fate has left my mental calendar with blanks, asking "where went yesterday?" coincidences must be more than just. my intuition’s something’s messing ‘round with us. i could call it bias, i could call it pious, but it’s what i’m picking up. I'm feeling strange vibes (right.) waking up to daylight (right?) Picking up on signs that could say why (daydreaming) but in my current mental state my grip around the now goes away But this extrapolating fate has got me losing track of time and dates And dropping heartbreak, for headaches, it still makes for unfilled blanks. asking "where went yesterday?" I'm done thinking about how you think of me. I'm done with day dreaming. If that me is thinking of you thinking how i think of you. I'm done with day dreaming.

I've been cleaning out the closets cause it’s about that time of year i can’t be holding onto all this So i’ll be doing what i can around here. If you could take me back a decade, Maybe I would’ve worked things out, But I can't promise I wouldn't have the mess that I'm in now. God dammit. skeletons all set out for show, found em not too long ago, i’d tell you if you know a bone to pick that won’t afflict me none. but does it matter, seeing patterns in the scatter of the carpet clutter? boxes of maybes fairly lately all built up. i'm cleaning out the closets cause it’s about that time of year i can’t be holding onto all this So i’ll be doing what i can around here. If you could take me back a decade, Maybe I would’ve worked things out, But I can't promise I wouldn't have the mess that I'm in now. God dammit. All of this i never touch. (except to move all the mess around) I hold on to way too much. (and i never really sort this out) I know, eclectic nonsense content's hard to read. That's my fault, that me you think of doesn't think like me. i'm cleaning out the closets cause it’s about that time of year i can’t be holding onto all this So i’ll be doing what i can around here. If you could take me back a decade, Maybe I would’ve worked things out, Butt right now i can't promise much. That’s why i been cleaning out the closets cause it’s about that time of year i can’t be holding onto all this So i’ll be doing what i can around here. If you could take me back a decade, Maybe I would’ve worked things out, But I can't promise I wouldn't have the mess that I'm in now. I’m spring cleaning

The days never seem long enough, I know. I talk about myself too much, or the lack thereof. Get that out of the way, i can't keep wasting days. I'll see how this one plays, 'cause right now i'm awake. I've proved a lot of claims before, some i made up. It's not what i was aiming for, let's clear this up, get this out of the way, i'm growing out of a phase, it took too long to explain, but right now i'm awake. And none of this went according to plan, and all plans i never should have had. There's a storyline here somewhere, and if i'm not it's lead, that's fine with me. I just follow the themes, and it goes like... And none of this went according to plan, and all plans i never should have had. There's a storyline here somewhere, and if i'm not it's lead, that's fine with me. I just make up the themes, and it goes like...