I'm an old boy, yet a stranger in this town.
who's going to show this stranger around?
I want to feel like a real man.
be lost from refugee.
let me take a hold of your hand.
I can never feel.
oh how I cut myself open.
and now I can never feel.
I don't want to do this, I am thinking.
like a child, I am speaking to no one, spitting words out like dirt.
in the morning I'm just a corpse.
draft my emails to the corporation. tell them,
"you're saving my life every day. god bless you."
there's no way out for cowards.
you know suicide is embarrassing.
the whole town at your door.
screaming "come back boy we need you"
I just needed more money, more love, more time.
all my desires are so poorly drawn now.
i know who stole my face, but don't know who will replace it.
now I'm still alive, but I go no perspective.
when the night is over.
I will go to bed sober.
I've got plenty of love, but nothing to show for it.
I can't see anything with any amount of clarity.
I've messed it up.
I've messed up my feels.
I can truly never feel.
