I don’t know you anymore, and you don’t either,
You wonder who will come, and who won’t be there,
You wanna give up tryin to just try givin up,
You wanna live in the sky but aren’t be livin up,
To what they say, it just begins to bother,
Until you fade away, to a place that’s hotter,
Maybe hell is cold, so you won’t fight sin,
That icebox in your chest will just fit right in,
Ain’t it funny how your whole life began to spiral,
You lost vital signs to see the sign that’s vital,
High water and tidal waves to just wave the title,
You couldn’t be saved if they waved the bible,
But I’ll let it go, cause you’re off the deep end,
Fuck sleep and needs I guess it all de-pends,
If these pens run out will it put the sun out,
Or is like sleepin every night with a gun in your mouth?