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