Sentimental Brain

I've been bleeding through my sentimental brain, I've been seeing my name in the sky.

I've been bleeding through my sentimental brain, I've been seeing my name in the sky.

 

I've been bleeding through my sentimental brain, second sentence, I've been seeing my name in the sky,

I'm aiming die.

The angels bitterly cry because they're sissy's and they don't want me to bitterly die.

I'm fittin to be smitten to be sticking a needle in my eye, cross my heart and hope I die.

I wrecked my repentance, killed off my second life sentence and I cope to lie.

It isn't my hope that I, it's their hope that I die.

 

Does it ever, never ever, ever never, never change?

The weather changed. My forever changed into a never frame.

The God's taunt my name.

I'm forever in pain with intense splendor of frames.

My heart's the weather the man, it's taking a formulated guess and then whatever, man.

You're on your own, Dan The Man.

You're all alone, forever and.. Forever and.. Forever.