Another Thought

{Intro] The days are going from hot to cold, back and forth I always wonder if that means something I'm not sure I guess I'm not really sure of anything I think I'm curious Words don't mean anything anymore (Yo, that's right) [Verse 1] What is honesty if truth isn't behind it? I've been telling people how I see but I truly think they're blinded And I try to find it in them but then I get reminded That nothing lasts forever, that is timeless Been called a "spineless, faggot piece of shit" Been called "the kindest kid" Behind it all, I find myself against the law with signs and I rewind this shit Remember every syllable I fluctuate Wanna believe in me now? Too bad you're fucking late Love turned to hate Now, so I create whatever the voice in my brain is asking me to make Admit that I have changed, admit that you were right And admitting is the first step towards suicide If I end it all right now in an instant, would anybody feel any different? I haven't made the mark I want to leave No, I never made a difference And what if I forget about asking God for forgiveness? [Verse 2] If the gates need a key to be opened up in heaven But the devil leaves his unlocked with his fingers in direction Pointed at you in your face with mirrored eyes showing reflection Of yourself and all the hell in your complexion Then how would we protect him? (Yeah) Six drugs and rock and roll is all I wanna know But I can't control the metronome inside my soul The monster looking through my window got the best of me Life is always testing me This will be the death of me [Outro] I've used every letter that I've ever learnt to make these words But, suddenly, I don't know how to make them work Numbers passing through the insides of my eyelids And every shape is stuck in the center of my iris The edges stabbing me where my heart belongs I feel loved but does that have to mean that my heart is strong? The melody behind me has to speak for itself Because without it I think I might need help Have you ever felt like you've been wide awake for years and days? I have but today I woke up weird and strange It's the weirdest thing, wish I could explain more in-depthly But how can I explain myself if I have never met me? Files and endless metal cabinets with documented papers that I can pull out like a rabbit And the black and fabric cap from some magic-having faggot But the words are strangling me like a fastened, straightened jacket I'm speechless