This life is overrated, I have tried my best
Speak up now or let me lay here and rest
On the count of three, opposite of light is all I see
Words clearly written but I can not read
Cannot breathe, incapable of being anything but weak
Bones cracking every time I stretch
My blood burns me as it does its laps
Around this track of trash that is I
Pour gas on my brain, let it drip through my mind
I dont know why youre doing it but its not good and its not healthy, its not right.
Not that I think you dont have it together, Im sure you do, youre a genius, you really are, youre a genius.
I know.
The reason I can say I know is because when the word genius is not something that is individually, you know, that its not anything individual necessarily, takes credit for-
Bones cracking every time I stretch
My blood burns me as it does its laps
Around this track of trash that is I
Pour gas on my brain, let it drip through my mind