No Wings

No Control, Alternative Thoughts, Repeat the Cycle

Negativity, negativity.

I used a flashlight,

so you casted a shadow.

I'm trapped, I'm trapped.

Why do I even bother?

I shouldn't have to try.

It's so hard. Is it too hard?

For fairness, there's so much vacancy.

Sadly, a room costs too much for fairness.

Equality, equality.

God equally distributes talent,

but it's not the same for opportunity.

Money, money.

Some don't have enough,

others have too much.

Painful, it's painful.

What will happen if I stop?

What will happen if I continue?

It's a cycle, a cycle.

No matter what I do,

the outcome feels the same.

Be good, child, be good.

Well, even when I am, I'm punished.

How can I be good, when bad feels great?

Changing, I'm changing.

I swear, it's the truth.

I apologize if you're blind to it.

Trying, and trying

is all I ever do.

When will I be good enough for you?

Numbing, I'm numbing.

Only thanks to the drugs.

I abuse them because God makes me feel too much.

Overdosing, what if I'm overdosing?

If my heart were to stop,

would everyone move on?

I'm happy, I'm so so happy.

I swear it to god.

I'll swear it on my own.

It's depression, it's depression.

Sometimes it'll bring me down.

I wish it didn't, but it's true.

No bipolar, I'm no bipolar.

I have control, I swear,

but if my head weren't on my neck, I'd lose it.

I've listened, and I've listened,

but I didn't hear god.

Sometimes, the silence makes me lose my way.