Fatal
Fatal
So stupid
a half-smoked cigarette hanging fatally out of my mouth
Shed my skin, at the thought of inspiration
Two eyes staring desperately
A different path has too many consequences
I am self-defeating
I am never pleasing
I am to little too late
Follow along my foot steps
Until I circle around to my front door
Timid and useless, I am tired
Careless and ruthless is how I conspire
My next move is to not move
My every move is to want to
My thoughts are deeper than
The blood that drives me home at night
My timing is off
Never having enough time to never enough time
To never, never, never
Where does it end?
Sitting in my car at night, if I could just
Sleep here I think I'd be all right
Dwelling in my shadows I am weeping
Can't you see me here, behind the glass?
I am giving up on me
I am scared, never here
I am running
My fears, my dreams
My hopes, no means
No future, no fate
I am too little too late