Heart racing outside of my chest
hands shaking
tryna keep my cool
wonderin
eyes switchin back in forth
mouth closed so tight
you would of thought it was glued shut
is the gift of life not good enough
you stupid potheads
am i the only
who looks at the bigger picture
instead of the silly moment
tears about to fill my eyes
distance
damn
I wish i could of stopped it
flick flick
burn burn
i try to distract myself
but the moment lasted so freakin long
scream scream
please tears go away
sweaty palms
jump jump
i know whats right
but i does it really mean that much to me to be trusted
while the guilt builds up
look her in the face smile
damn
cant she see
look in my eyes
im lieing to you
whats wrong with you
as long as the guilt goes away
I guess its good enough
but Im tryna do better than good enough
stomp stomp
slap
scream
weeps
that must be the life.? Huh?
