Stuttered device, simple advice, what is wise?
What to say, when to say it, should I surprise?
I don't understand when you give me those eyes,
Something I did? Something I said? Come on guys,

Give me something to work with, I don't know
what's going on, what's up or where to go,
All I know is that sometimes you need to show
that you care, you know, maybe say hello...

But you turn your back, I speak to your head,
What am I supposed to do? I lie in bed
and cry everynight. I can't help it, I feel dead,
I feel like maybe, maybe I should have bled

Or shed tears for someone I hated,
Or maybe I should take back what I stated,
I feel like my shoulders are overweighted
and my own mind seems sedated..

Who do I count on? You always ask me
for advice, for help, for some sort of guarantee
that everything will be okay to a certain degree
And always I tell you it just happens to be

The way that it is, that's how it goes
You read the words I compose and suppose
that you do understand, you still don't get those
...those feelings, the ones that I never expose

I call for you, but you never answer me back,
I cry for your light, but all I see is black,
Then you watch me as I pain through my mental attack
and you just watch, its a connection we lack,

It's just, I don't understand you, you should
know everything about me, yet would
you do anything? I thought you were full of good
I thought that if I believed...that I could...

I suppose I was wrong, maybe I'm not always right,
Maybe I don't deserve to live past this next night,
Maybe, just maybe, if I hold on tight
it'll all go away without having me to fight

I don't know you, and you don't know who I am
So I don't know what to say but drop the scam
You aren't the Great I AM, the Holy Lamb
Maybe you are to the rest of them...

But you aren't shit to me, I know you,
Take what you do somewhere else, pursue
Your godliness to someone who won't see through
you while I go out...and make my debut.


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