Shoot Frank

[Verse 1: Cage]

One last vein to poke made it too dark to see this

Scenery slips then line up to go in the ground and leave us

So repeat this till I'm sick and I won't feed this

To my little girl who kept me in this world to beat this

As a little kid taught to follow Jesus

Get to the front of the line I'm bein' lead by elitists

So when I speak words that I don't mean

It’s like how only in a cloud do I know what serene is

Unable to wake and delete the reasons

Or be the same bed I made up to sleep with demons

Whether sick sane of a pattern repeated

If I spit pain I knew how to relieve it

If at sixteen I had started to treat it

Till my shit changed whether or not I would need it

To trace back to the face before the fetus

If the departure was wrong from the gate then she is

[Chorus: Daryl Palumbo]

Trigger finger itch

The son of a snitch

I'm the rat's favorite son

Blast a pallet cut

Slit to bleed the rust

By the last heart I've won

We roll under covers waiting

I've tied off a limb debating

If all of the names forsaken

Spell out what I'm takin'

Watching the skin pop...

[Bridge: Daryl Palumbo]

I would do anything to

Tell you what I've been late to

Fix up my head and escape to

Where I can rest my eyes

[Verse 2: Cage]

The sun says wake up with a beam in my eyes

Clutchin' the bed like she's still by my side part of me died

Eat what I'm prescribed still to just be ostracized

'Cuz she don't really know if she wants to ride or drive

While no nooses long enough to hang my excuses

Whether I'm dead, gun to my head, or reclusive

The end is close almost no need for money

Yet when I wished for death nobody took my life from me

If I cannot see what's right in front of me

And the lights on there still wouldn't be enough to leave

I fixed me when I broke the aggression

But I'm still attracted to my beautiful depression

If I felt emotions I learned to suppress 'em

Till I'm ready to sleep I'll have found a place to rest then

No thanks to angst I learned my lesson

And can erase the face that can't answer the questions

[Chorus: Daryl Palumbo]

Trigger finger itch the son of a snitch

I'm the rat's favorite son

And by the time I'm back

That heart that beats so black

Let it shine like his gun

We roll under covers waiting

I've tied off a limb debating

If all of the names forsaken

Spell out what I'm taking

Watching the skin pop