and i'll fall down, and i'll break down, and i'll fake you out, all i wanna.

let it be said what the headache represents, it's me defending in suspense, it's me suspended in a defenseless test, being tested by a ruthless examiner that's represented best by my depress(2, 3!)ing thoughts.

it will not let me sleep, i guess i'll sleep when i'm dead and sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head.

the start of a day when we put on our face, a mask that portrays that we don't need grace.

i don't know why they always seem so dismal.

i can't see past my own nose, i'm seeing everything in slo-mo.

stay alive, stay alive for me.

i want to drive away.

we've turned our hands to guns, traded our thumbs for ammunition, i must forewarn you of my disorder, of my condition.

i am up against the wall, the wall.

on the eve of a day that is bigger than us, but we open our eyes 'cause we're told that we must, and the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead, desperately yelling "there's something we need."

i want to know you, i want to see, i want to say hello.

and i will say that we should take a day to break away from all the pain our brain has made, the game is not played alone.

i fought it alot and it seems like flesh is all i got.

and now i just sit in silence.

i know that you all have guns, and you never put the safety on.

'cause when the sun sets it upsets what's left of my invested interest interested in putting my fingers to my head.

let's go outside and all join hands, but until then you'll never understand.

and now i just sit in silence.

lean with it, rock with it, when we gonna stop with the lyrics that mean nothing? we were gifted with thought. is it time to move our feet to an introspective beat? it ain't the speakers that bump hearts, it's our hearts that make the beat.

i can't see past my own nose, i'm seeing everything in slo-mo.

we're broken people, yeah.

let's say we up and left this town, and turned our future upside down.

you think twice about your life, it probably happens at night right? fight it. take the pain, ignite it.

you are surrounding all my surroundings, sounding down the mountain range of my left-side brain.

it's the same game today as it always is, i don't give these places fake my name explaining this.

SWAT!

they fill with fire, exhale desire, i know it's dire, my time today.

the solution is, i see a whole room of these mutant kids fused at the wrist, i simply tell them they should shoot at this.

oh dear, i don't know if we know why we're here. oh am i too deep? please stop thinking.

i conversate with people who know if i flow on a song, i'll get no radio play.

i can't take them on my own, my own.

we've turned our hands to guns, traded our thumbs for ammunition, i must forewarn you of my disorder, of my condition.

entertain my faith.

we're broken people, yeah.

i do not have writer's block, my writer just hates the clock.

thunderstorms, clouds, snow, and a slight drizzle.

is it time to move our feet to an introspective beat?

let it be said what the headache represents, it's me defending in suspense, it's me suspended in a defenseless test, being tested by a ruthless examiner that's represented best by my depressing thoughts.

cold nights under siege from accusations. cerebral thunder and one-way conversations.

and i will say that we should take a moment and hold it and keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone.

SWAT!

my mind ship-wrecked, this is the only land my mind could find, i did not know it was such a violent island, bullet tidal waves, suicidal crazed lions.

the night falls, with gravity.

my flow's not great, okay.

it shows where your mind has gone.and you swear to your parents that it will never happen again.

i'm forced to deal with what i feel there is no distraction to mask what is real.

entertain my faith.

he leaves a lot, his name is hope.

i want to know you, i want to see, i want to say hello.