I am not a guy
Who wants to spend his nights
A shell of who he was
To live on just because
I am not a guy
I am not a guy...
Not a guy who goes through his mind
And nitpicks what he doesn't like
Work and school to end up a fool
And rethink his whole life
Drive in a car or stare at a screen
For him there's no in between
Fair-weather friends and lackluster trends
His past is just a dream
Self-isolation, doubt propagation
Total resignation
Of his happiness, only to digress
Into strangulation
Can only deny, won't bother to try
His days all end in a sigh
Alone and refused, mentally abused
No I won't be that guy
I am not a guy
Who wants to spend his nights
A shell of who he was
To live on just because