I fall between the chasm of sanity
And the construct
Of my imagined reality
But that shit you heard from your friends are exaggerations
But that doesn't mean you shouldn't take it to heart
I'm a cautionary tale of everyone's failings
Rolled into one
But that's too much credit
For someone who once said
That the world is not enough
This is in memory of all the times I sat alone in my room
Wondering what you're up to
Rest In Peace to loneliness and self-seclusion,
'Cause it's time to go outside
But if there's one thing I've learned from the past
It's to forge it, or forget it!
Make out like a dirty bandit, or stay home
And mourn
I fall between the chasm of confidence
And struck with anxious paralysis
I'm taking comfort alone for granted
And not quite stickin' the landing
They're two of my favorite past-times
But I'm a cautionary tale of everyone's failings, rolled into one
But that's too much credit for someone who
Once said that the world is no more fun
This is in memory of all the times I sat alone in my room
Wondering what you're up to
Rest In Peace to loneliness and self-seclusion,
'Cause it's time to go outside
But if there's one thing I've learned from the past
It's to forge it, or forget it!
Make out like a dirty bandit, or stay home
And mourn