Dear friends, I've been living on my knees (on my knees) With everyone but myself and a world to please Frustrations got the better half of me I am only a shell of a man I used to be Not even a cent to show for a life left unspent Just lessons better left unlearned Now here I am f**ing filled with resentment What's the point of growing up When the older I get the more everything gets f**ed? I live a life that yearns to implode No tongue and no eyes to see As I lay in my bed I still can't f**ing sleep Everyday I try and reach to the sky But only fall back on myself (on myself) All I needed was somebody else So I place these problems on the shelf Waiting to be toppled from the force of the world slamming the door in my face We're all shadows of who we used to be And everyone's a stranger with crooked teeth x 2 So break these bones Because this mind has no body or soul as a home Incompetence is an all too familiar feeling So everyone raise your gla**es to the man of the evening Yours truly