it's only time before they show me why no one ever comes back with details from beyond.

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

all these questions they're for real like who would you live for? who would you die for? and would you ever kill?

but i’m not good with directions, and i hide behind my mouth.

you say i'm not alone, but i am petrified.

should they keep it on display or redecorate?

i'm tired of tending to this fire. i've used up all i've collected. i have singed my hands. it's glowing, embers barely showing. proof of life in the shadows dancing on my plans.

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

and now i just sit.

and i just hate to put this on her but i swear that i will give more than i take away.

well, we're surrounded and we're hounded, there's no above or a secret door.

i can't decide if i could feel more or i just knew less when i was younger.

or am i on the outside?

then the day that it happened, i recorded this last bit, i look forward to having a lunch with you again.

when everyone you thought you knew deserts your fight, i'll go with you.

i'm just worried my loyalty will bore you.

mulberry street, so good to see you!

and i don't believe in talking just to breathe in falling selfishly.

kinda wishing that i never did saturday.

and now i just sit in silence.

put away, put away your traditions, believe me when i say.

and once again i will be in a march to the sea.

down in the forest, we'll sing a chorus, one that everybody knows.

how can we seek restitution when they keep lying through their fake teeth?

then the day that it happened, i recorded this last bit.

feeling like i'm nothing, feeling like i'm run down.

they say i'm emotional.

taking inventory of his life, seeing snapshots chronologically in line.

just keep your plans, i hope that you never have to drop.

i have killed a man and all i know is i am on the run and go.

even if my clique were to pick and the people were to vote, it's the few, the proud, and the emotional.

fighting off the vignette.

i will set my soul on fire, what have i become? i'm sorry.

hands held higher, we'll be on fire. hands held higher, we'll be on fire.

i will tell you i love you, but the muffs on your ears will cater your fears.

can you find me?

a loser hides behind a mask of my disguise.

it’s the few, the proud, and the emotional.

man it's been a long night.

i don't know why i just feel i'm better off staying in the same room i was born in.

i know where you stand, silent in the trees. and that's where i am, silent in the trees.

i want to get out there, but i don't try.

i'm afraid of you now more than i was at first.

i'm, i'm out of my mind, oh.

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

when i get home, boy you better not be there you're long gone.

a strangers back is all i see, he's only a few feet in front of me.

you will never know what's under my hair, so won't you say goodnight so i can say goodbye?

pull the blanket tight now.

i don't fall slow slow like i used to, i fall straight down.