I just wanna try to tell the truth. Let myself develop to a hellish tune I'm sellin soon. I'm tellin you these day's are played. Being brave won't help you through. So deep I never felt the wound. Health improved. Thankful for this shelter's roof. Some problems aren't solvable. Life isn't always cruel. But I feel sawed in two. Falling through. Volatile molecules. Used to feel alive. Came to realize what's real's a lie. We're stealin time to try and realign a failed design we should just leave behind when we see the tide. Feel the high tonight. Just long enough to end up drowsy. It's so lousy we only crown kings that keep us bowing. I've always loved the hourglass. Culture fixated on curvature. Now the past is out of wack, the future's just a murderer. I've been running towards what's threatening since I was seventeen. Now I can't let it be, this legacy over everything. Fuck what you think is permanent. They'll take your world and purchase it. I'm feelin murderous. Like it's a tournament. A suffocated perfect fit trapped in this serpent's ribs. I wrote this verse by candlelight cause sometimes I can't handle life. Between us is a grand divide, I can't reply so all I do is pantomime. Stars can't align and it's wise if maybe they weren't ever meant to. Between Heaven and Hell just wondering who sent you. And is what we're doing right? Is this a useless fight? Is the music tight? Are we choosing life? Or losing light? If we sleep the day away, will we use the night? It's 20/20 hindsight loving something finite that you want back. Win or lose a knife fight always ends up in a bloodbath. I'm wishing for more wishes. Missing your existence. Trying to circumvent the worst of it. Find purposes I'll learn to live with. I wanna be a hero. I wanna be a savior. But I'm not close to either. I feel more like a stranger. I wanna be your everything. I wanna be your something. But I'm not close to either. I feel more like nothing.

(Happy Tooth) I'm not sure if I mean this. I'm selling all my secrets. Don't know if I believe shit. The hole I'm buried in's the deepest. Tell me if I leave again. And if I've been mean to friends. All of it's so meaningless. Eating gravel and teething bricks. Bleeding lips from chewing until we're satiated. Booing at the way we've made it. Play creative baby, fake it. Hate to say it, hate to say it, all this imagery is vacant. But I'm a hypodermic needle. This is life is a worthless evil. I don't believe in much but I still believe in people. "Am I satisfied or did I come to terms with hunger?" Lonely left longing, lowly loathing only a lover. The man in the mirror doesn't move a lot of mountains. He notices how clouded the hourglass is around him. I wish there was a point to this. Everything's so poisonous. Synapses impacted. No meaning in the choices picked. It's nihilism. Just nihilism.

I'm playing devil's advocate. I'm passionate. I'm takin what you thought was real and smashin it. You don't know the half of it. Had to quit the savage trips. Killed cells like the acid did. Graduated to cactuses. My wild love went riding and I followed her to Hell again. Now this closet door is broken, open, full of skeletons. Tell your friends this is what your brain looks like on drugs. Tell em lighten up, fried as fuck, like lightning does. I don't need to take a trip, I'm already home. I don't wanna take a hit. I already know. (Fringe Owl) Yo I don't do drugs. All I want is respect. All I need is a hug. I pushed everyone away. Don't neglect what your worth. I will shine like the sun. I'm rejectin your percs if it means I'm compromised. To be blunt, I only smoke weed to get calm. And over time, it has become a problem mom. I'm so sorry, you didn't raise me to be an addict. Replace panickin with a new magic. And that's it. This energy which I harness shall cover the world. With a high school diploma. No job, nor a girl. Just a college dropout who forgot his own worth. Self-esteem dumped in the gutter, along with worms. So insecure. Owl. One foot in the grave, and one in the gutter. Takes twice as long to get home walkin in a slumber. Maybe lately I've been feelin a bit cagey. Maybe lately baby nothing feels worth saying. Songwriter caught in crossfire. Shot and on fire, not tired, cause writin verses got me a lot higher. Indulge, get involved and call it kismet. Say no one gives a shit. Or benefits from being innocent. Indefatigable, unimaginable but it's fashionable. This world's uninhabitable. Any love is admirable. You can't have it all. Highs subside to clarity. Some days I don't mind to die, but all these highs are scaring me. Apparently, I'm a parody. Therapy til we're scared to breathe. I hope they got Tupac in this jukebox. I hope these new thoughts make these blues stop. I hope it isn't traumatizing when the news drops. I hope you get away from being chased by a few cops. I'm hopin for the best, cause all we can do is hope. Sometimes I leave my head, but usually I'm always home.