She's hoping that one day that I could magically be fixed
But I've re-wired my mainframe I've shorted out some of the circuits
I've taken myself apart piece by piece bit by bit
Still couldn't put me back together some of my old parts now they didn't fit
Isn't it ironic I'm hooked like phonics
I never go home I'm a rolling stone
But I promise kid the moss sticks
Head underneath cold water faucets cuz I'm exhausted
Peroxide on swabs of cotton because they tell my I'm toxic
Pocket full of rocks so I stay cautious
When the sun drops I get nauseous
Like it or not I've got a hell of a lot of skeletons in my closet
I'm running out of options
I grew up with monsters under my bed
(People under the stairs)
The night of the living dead
I never thought I'd be a monster like them
I couldn't beat'em so I joined them instead
Go to sleep say your prayers at night
Just know that daddy never closes his eyes
Because when I do I dream of you
Im sorry i let you down
You're not the only one that cries
I apologize for everything that I've done
And Everything that I haven't
The damage that my sickness has brung
I'm sicker now than I've ever been it's just the way the pendulum swung
But you can remember me when I'm dead when you hear the things in the night go bump
I gives a f*ck
I'll adjust with a knife in my back
Ever single grain of sand that falls to the bottom of a time glass
Buries me underneath the wasted time trying to get my life back
But your the root of my evil and I can see through you too like new pipe glass