You were the gun pointed at my head
The price I paid
Ultimatum, Nearly Dead
You were the leech hanging from my heart
Concise convulsions
Was I always just your art
But I think I made a mistake
Trusting you were from a better place
And let me just make myself clear
I trusted you
I
I've got money
I've got friends
I don't know
Where I've been
And I think I made a mistake
Trusting you were from a better place
And let me just make myself clear
I trusted you
Semblance of seismic activity under the skin
My finicky body destroying the fire within
My fingers are trembling adrenaline forcing a grin
The blood in my head
Succulent voices of sin
I can't sleep now
A slave to instant gratification
A slave to the nighttime seas vibration
A slave to fortune cookie wisdom
A slave to my brain's endless submission
I know what I wanted but I cant admit it
I know what I need but I don't comprehend it
I'm living your dream dying under the stars
This is the way I play my cards
Why are you writing this shit
Why are you trying to think about this
Better off drowning your spirit
You don't know the lyric
You'll never get out of this funk
Born out of luck
Never could make it again
You love to pretend
You love to think you'd survive in the dark
You can't be a star
Or stop buying porn
Or get to the store
All of this shit and you're asking for more?
You don't know what you want
You don't know who you are
You don't know what to do
You don't know who to love
You don't know what to chase
You don't know where to go
You don't know what you need
You don't know how to
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