I'm sorting through the thoughts and graveyard plots that I call memories You can smile all you want as long as you don't come near me Staring at my wound will not make them heal faster My fist's a die cast mold for broken hearts and disaster Fold the pain like paper and put a ba*tard in the drivers seat Feel the heat beneath your feet while I regress to s**ing teats What a treat, you get two people for the price of one The things that I've become can't come undone, I promise that this won't be fun This war called life cannot be won, don't disagree I'm stapling dead leaves and branches to my family tree We can both agree that I'm not me today, so please just go away I'm seeing things in shades of grey while better men are led astray The ashtray tipped over and the tree is sure to follow suit Ripping roots, no ripened fruit, my trunk is hollow like a flute So tie a noose because I'm diving in and I'm not coming back Until I die a heart attack or pull these knives out of your backs Years become a lifetime, watch the minutes as they pa** You know we're all headed for that adult crash Bloom and die, we all abide, except the fear inside my mind I'm watching clocks, they shoplift time, but I'll be damned if they'll get mine I sit awake at nighttime, watching minutes become hours My sanity is being devoured by the dirt under these flowers I'm a hermit crab that's dressed in plaid and mimicking a yellow lab Till I start acting like my dad, let you sit back and pick the scabs I grasp the concept that I'm to blame for my 99 problems I feel bad for me son, because b**hing never solves em'! Put your CPU on standby and say bye bye to the bad guy Let me be free to live between blue skies and black eyes I've seen a lot of fruit flies in this rotten apple where I live Some say that I've matured so much, then why am I acting like a kid? Now my broken bones rip through skin, muscles, and fat Watching memories on TV with a baseball bat, so thanks for that Life is an open wound, gouged by chance and swirling cosmic dust Some people try to k** themselves, but me I figure what's the rush? Enough can't be enough unless your bluff is lacking pa**ion I only get one chance to bet, there's no sense putting half in This character I portray is just a needle in the hay I swear I'd gladly pay you Tuesday for my sanity today Years become a lifetime, watch the minutes as they pa** You know we're all headed for that adult crash Bloom and die, we all abide, except the fear inside my mind I'm watching clocks, they shoplift time, but I'll be damned if they'll get mine I sit awake at nighttime, watching minutes become hours My sanity is being devoured by the dirt under these flowers My grief falls flat and hollow on the ears of grinning strangers Unlocking my mind with mushrooms and a coat hanger But wait up as I lag behind and lose my mind in time And what is time besides another hill to climb before we die? I'm in two places at once trying to get a single blunt rolled I'm merging with the sky, anxious about getting my stunt pulled Drops of sweat now seem to dictate when my eyes fixate I'm trying to not to scream in a place that I hate No, I don't really think my temper tantrums get my point across But now the point is lost, I'm done carrying this cross I figured if it's lost it might stall self serving crucifixions Reality's a mix of mostly fiction and a little wishful thinking