This isn't who I am. From confidence to self doubt in sixty seconds. Storming stages and stereos from here to there. Trying to prove that I belong. Trying to win approval from people that I don't know.
I'm weak like a one-armed boxer. Throwing punch after punch. After punch I, I give in. I'm so dumb, I'm surprised when they duck. . Scared, paired walking soldiers.
That's just like me when everything's gone wrong. To latch onto something even less stable, less good. I needed an anchor for my sinking ship. It's just like me to attach it to my heart instead.
I hate myself more than I ever let on. I'm burnt out at twenty two. I lived too fast and I loved too much and I'll die too young. But I chose this cup that I drank from.
You're pulling out your teeth. And I'm the Novocaine you pump in your cheek. That's why I'm still around, you've got blood running down your chin. But you suffered peacefully.