every time i feel selfish, ambition is taking my vision.
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you've stolen my air catcher that kept my safe and sound.
i wanna strip myself of breath, a breathless piece of death i've made for you.
put on the glitter that your soul hides behind.
but now my cords not working and i see you staring me down.
you have learned way too soon that your dad is now the pantaloon.
take aim to obtain a new name in a newer place.
the air begins to feel a little thin as i start the car and then i begin to add up the miles piled up behind me. i barely feel a smile deep inside me.
i'm dying and i'm trying but believe me, i'm fine.
and he is waiting oh so patiently while we repeat the same routine as we will please comfortability.
and i'll look left and right sometimes. but i'll fall in line.
they all know you're qualified, but they lie when they blame it on the times.
he thinks that faith might be dead, but nothing kills a man faster than his own head.
it's colder than you know 'cause your skin is so used to colder bones.
and honestly, we're probably more suicidal than ever now.
and i have nothing else left to say, but i will listen to you all day.
he stays home from work this time, he never really told his wife.
and though i've been traveling in the deserts of my mind, i haven't found a drop of life.
and the moon just happened to be the very first thing that i missed.
end of my ways as a walking denial, my trial was filed as a crazy suicidal head case.
and then i start down the sand, my eyes are focused on the end of land, but again the voice inside my head says,