but i don't want your way, i want mine.

take aim to obtain a new name in a newer place.

you are tired, you are hurt.

strike me down, i am calling your lightning down from your dark hiding place.

they all know you're qualified, but they lie when they blame it on the times.

the demon sat there waiting on her porch.

open the slits in your face and start your day.

but my name is lame, i can't walk and i ain't the same.

he wakes up early today, throws on a mask that will alter his face.

and though i've been traveling in the deserts of my mind, i haven't found a drop of life.

you should never trust the pantaloon.

but i try my best and all that i can to hold the water in the palm of my hand.

i know you want to leave, but friend, please don't take your life away from me.

as we fall in line.

and i just don't say what you wanna hear, so i'll write my fears.

and i'll fall in line.

now it's your turn to be alone.

i haven't found a drop.

but no matter how, how tightly i will strain, the sand will slow me down and the water will drain.

i wanna strip myself of breath, a breathless piece of death i've made for you.

now it's your turn to be alone.

i will carry all your names and i will carry all your shame.

but now i'm here to give you words as tools that can destroy my heart.

but for now, you told me to hold this jar, and when i looked inside i saw it held your heart for me to walk away with.

i was doing fine on my own and there wasn't much i lacked. but you've stolen my air catcher and i don't know if i want it back.

i'm in your mind. i'm singing la-da, la-da, la-da-da

and i will take my precious time as the days melt away and i stand in line.

why won't you let us use your name?

i think you would beat the moon in a pretty contest.

your grandpa died when you were nine, they said he had lost his mind.

petrified of who you are and who you have become.

and as we near the end of land, with our ocean graves are just beyond the sand.

it's colder than you know 'cause your skin is so used to colder bones.

and then i felt chills in my bones, the breath i saw was not my own.

and all your friends fertilize the ground you walk.

and i'll fall in line.

they deflect the disrespect when they say that they blame it on the times.

and though i've been traveling in the deserts of my mind, i haven't found a drop of life.

and then i felt chills in my bones, the breath i saw was not my own.

hello, we haven't talked in quite some time.

oh, ms. believer, my pretty weeper.

but i'm lying, i'm so very far from fine.

i ask myself the question: why i fall in line?

your soul knows good and evil, your soul knows both sides, and it's time that you pick your battle, and i promise you this is mine.

strike me down, i am calling your lightning down from your dark hiding place.

and the ground taunts my wings, plummet as i sing.

i will fly with no hope, no fear.

cause i don't wanna fall, fall a-

of course i'll be here again, see you tomorrow but it's the end of today.

he stays home from work this time, he never really told his wife.