the last time I'll call you was yesterday.
I feel as though I've become a thorn in the side of the ones that I love.
It's disheartening now that I can't look for comfort from above
an eternal annoyance to the hearts I wish to touch
I was once the brick the rock the crutch
Now I'm a leper in a one man colony,
I wish I knew the source of this anomaly
give me back my love of loneliness give me back my lack of address
stuck in this fish bowl of a town
goin up but feelin down,
My vision is dimming my flesh it's thinning
I don't need you anymore whoever you are,
I don't need you anymore
so the burden is lifted
the blame it's shifted
I'll crawl this road on my own
I'll be fine under this rock,
so if you need my assistance
dial 1-800- this bird doesn't give a fuck.
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this is deeper than i ever wanted it to be.
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