Album: Citrosis
If you feel you’re wasted
And you’re wasting away
Well, you might want to consider yourself no one
Found you abandoned
But now I guess that was wrong
It’s such a privilege to misstep when you’re painfully young
I haven’t been in this kind of situation in quite a while
So bear that in mind and go a little easy on me Slow down
Is what they said
Slow down
You’re letting this all go to your head
What’s your angle?
Better to leave it alone
It’s complicated
Just avoid looking at the screen of my phone and protect your own
I’m always hunting for new material to use against and to bruise my defense
When it can’t be found I create it from scratch
Can you really blame me for that?
Oh, you can?
I take it as an attack
How did we get here?
Is it worth the trip back?
Maybe I better
Slow down
Not everything is a jab
Slow down
And you don’t need to grab at Everything that you see that may latch on to your need for
Curling like a fetus on your living room floor
You’re in darkness at the moment
Eventually someone’ll come and drag you out
But for now you’re just a skeleton
I know the drill but feel myself starting to crack
I write fiction and then I read it as fact
Nerve-wracked and overfeeling
Heartbroken and still reeling
I haven’t slept well in a month or so Maybe I…
Yeah, I should probably just go Well
Calm down
Think you like losing your mind
Calm down
Would you just look at the time
It’s Six months on, and that’s been more than enough
May have needed it at first, but fucking pick yourself up Can’t see much of the world from the vantage point of your window
Know you Worry about the way that the public perceives you
But trust in the statistic that they don’t even see you
Like a chain smoker talking about needing to quit
You could’ve done most everything if you just took risks
I’m wasted now so I can’t be sure
But I think I had a good day today
Anonymity, my old friend!
It’s been so long and it’s a pleasure to have your company again
I am no one. Do you read me?
I am no one. Can you comprehend?
For once, I’m barely thinking about anything
For once, I can let the hair grow down the front of my face
I can roam wherever I want to I can eat, sleep, drink, I can shit however I want to Cause I am no one
It used to be the most harrowing thought
To be no one; To be all that I have got
Please don’t break me out
This is how I would want to go Please don’t heed my shout
I’m relaxing the undertow