quick thoughts

when i hear the piano it reminds me of my mothers home i know

all alone in my zone, under the covers in my own covenant no

I wasnt lovin it and sporatic on the low

playin keys like im addicted to the ivory

my dirty disease causes this irony

playin in the minor league no one wants to hire me

with no confidence confided in me

no wonder i grew up the way i did

that one kid no one talked to or wanted to be

all i was looking for was honesty

but i was shocked to see

the path ahead of me is dead to be unless i was freed

from the cage with no lock or key thats all i need

 

i learned the hard way that drowning is easier than trying

i heard broken hearts can smile even when theyre crying

so why the fuck am i always lying, inside im dying

trying to sedate my own mind by synthesizing

i set a date for realizing inner empathy

enter it into the center of my gravity

then i might be happy actually

looking for facts to back up what i ask

so back up when i pass, you dont wanna smell this stanky ass

like lanky grass and lengthy sex its strangely blessed

id take a test but im pretty fucked up at best