Dang it, I'm still alive
Joined a funny show
To know and be known
People harass me
And then wonder why I'm upset
When they attack me spontaneously
I saw people die
Surrendered but survived
And people ask me
Why I've had a shift in tone
As if I'm an eighth the note I used to be
What started off as just a cynical way to compensate
Has left me all alone and surrounded by people that I hate
If I could go back and talk to the identity I lost
I'd say
Run
Before it's too late
Run
Before it's too late
You won't be comprised for what they take
You can hold all the pieces together on the way
But at the end of the day
You'll
Break
Break
Break
Oh, god dang it