Let the isolation keep my complacency up While intoxication kept me faithfully cup half empty In attitude, platitudes plastered on cartoon images Observations devoid of human connection A flow reminiscent of those patterns of thought A mind altered or split, my worst enemy fought But let me switch up, the pattern or rhythm So I’m forgiven or make it a mission to think only in ambition Sulkin’ then run for bulkheads when ships going down Captain still makin’ rounds, as he’s shouting buck up Now grip and tighten your belts Fear emotions not felt and Play a bad hand you’re dealt, you whelp Actin’ lone wolf, pack in when called on Battin’ away handouts, they say he’s withdrawn Keep on grinding from dawn to dusk, living on booze and dust Wishing for praise and trust, keep the heart bruised and hushed Bruised and hushed… You made your bed like a funeral pyre Counting sheep while the flames growing higher now Rest your head for a minute or the rest of your days The rest of your days The rest of your days... “I need nobody” was shouted a tone of voice, so hollow So clapping my hands at this fucking performance, yeah bravo Rockin’ bravado, or follow in shallow steps of lone creators An incubator for a procrastinator A crisis existential I fucked off nonessential Personnel, so I thought Treat the mind like a forest or grove Fuck off with do it alone Body a skipping stone So now that I'm bringing it home Now this track aims to retract any statements previous Help me feel just a little less delirious And on a note now less a little less serious Let's fucking kick it

Left to devices I might topple off my podium My cranium is swelling, my vocabulary very telling Wary of reflections I may see in those before me Never utter we, my solitary breath is very heavy Wallow in self pity so romantic Intrinsically cathartic as I’m living out a classic Pain threshold test on candlesticks Burning at both ends as I descend into resentment Of my friends and fail to comprehend what I have penned Witness now dramatic hyperbolic bullshit As I write around my demographic With empathic tendencies for self destruction Coupled with my typical frustration with a lack of recognition, For my protection? My throat I’m gripping Good at admitting But then committing? Tend just to listen Ignore the lesson This repetition is beginning dragging me down An echoing sound, of last time coming around Whimpered plea, familiar voice, oh it's me Perhaps I need a leg up I should just interrupt With hands extended, forced smile Haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while I see the lessons, self taught Between two sides I fought Rummage for the feelings that I ought to feel So I thought, I steal glances at others Prancing emotions around with a commotion And dull my own with a potion again So I thought Now I realise I just drowned in the melting pot Of upbringings and social folds Scold my image for acting bold Enough to feel human And not conceal, told myself “Act this way, too old” How, you say? Truth be told I feel a little better but still a vendetta to the Dramatic, I’m problematic Because, I haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while Now watch me listen, while I’m twitching Eyes fidget for a distraction I’m retracting any consolation with my actions Basing wisdom on the turmoil I created Now I’m chasing down the chaos And I’m waiting for the day when I don’t get my way And I can complain Or finally say You don’t understand my pain I’ll turn away And wipe a tear till then until I recognize that I don’t Have to justify my feelings with comparisons or ransoms Just answers Throw fewer tantrums I’m feeling candid Take the power as I’m sick of acting with abandon Time to put this shit into practice but I haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while I haven’t reached out in a while...

Icons and echoes dripping from his fangs Screams of pain unowned as old songs played His name placed in every line, interlaced With a family recipes dirty after taste Chasing me down the hall as I’m reaching out Can normally place footsteps by the weight and sound But this pounding reminds me of my own And the creaks of roof beams and closeted bones Years I blacked out come round with a vengeance Dished out to those before with each invention Of a situation or malicious sentence mentioned with intent to justify my dependance The teeth find skin, tear to get in I’m worn like a glove made of my kin But when a thought underpins my lapse of control Within this tomb there’s only room for one soul, so Get your fucking fangs out of my neck I know they’re fake, but your character possessed And they’re... And they’re sinking deeper And they're sinking deeper And they're sinking deeper And they’re, and they’re... Get your fucking fangs out of my neck I know they’re fake, but your character possessed And they’re... And they’re sinking deeper And they're sinking deeper And they're sinking deeper And they’re, and they’re... Eyes red and he’s got that flavour Seeking nothing more than a stake in the heart Anything to feel or justify his malice He tried it as the king but fuck it, fiend of the palace, sounds good Hands calloused, from necks ringin’, chiming in Usually his own, thinkin’ what he could have been But a quick switch by the moon or what he’s sippin’ Turn that blood lust from within to a weapon Place trust in action over reasoning ‘til he found a mirror and saw my reflection So get your fucking fangs out of my neck I know they’re fake, but your character possessed And they’re... And they’re sinking deeper And they're sinking deeper And they're sinking deeper And they’re, and they’re... So get your fucking fangs out of my neck I know they’re fake, but your character possessed And they’re... And they’re sinking deeper And they're sinking deeper And they're sinking deeper Down, down, down… Down, down, down...

Stepped out of a door frame and whispered my name to myself I wondered if I needed help upon my return Or wished to simply burn bridges to a past wealth I held In blind self esteem as an infant Whispered, can you pierce this demeanor I hold As a scolding hand came down to repeat old phrases That simply confirmed my presence Perhaps a line fallen into is quite pleasant As feet march while mine turn away And I knew something was up from quite a young age as Crusted eyes open, stretched, took in my vision “Ah this looks like a fucking mess”, I grimaced But got complacent, loaded dirt onto the box and I Buried that shit deep down as my head began to nod In agreement with patterns of which I didn’t quite match But my soul was kindling, ready to catch And the crop to the coals So old, so old So we’re told And the crop to the coals So old, so old So we’re told As soil mixed with notes written when younger And the anger in my slumber turn dreams into nightmares of hunger Tearing a mind asunder and whispers of forgiveness to thunder And I won’t linger here any longer Stronger to realise the gales and waves have smoothed edges So pledges to oneself is seldom for these legends Who glare through memories of pain and smudged lenses They’re tired of the roar so no screaming meets their senses And I’m guessing a blessing is testing their resolve as thoughts Of their own unreceived play back Nesting in kindling distressing truth be told As any flame may take, as I breathe like a smoke stack See the embers dancing upwards, and that glow, and that glow Testing the temper of the tethered as the flames grow, they grow And the crop to the coals So old, so old So we’re told And the crop to the coals So old, so old So we’re told Yeah Yeah Yeah… And the crop to the coals I’m living so bold so Fuck the control Live in the blaze Live in the blaze Live in the blaze Live in the blaze Live in the blaze Now, now Crop to the coals I’m living so bold and Fuck the control Live in the blaze Live in the blaze Live in the blaze Live in the blaze Yeah... Crop to the coals I’m living so bold and Fuck the control Live in the blaze Live in the blaze Live in the blaze...

I inhabit a form of past trials and your vision Locked eyes see through while lips barely whisper We hears each others words in our own voice, While we grimace, listen, hear no attrition but our blessing Lessons unlearned for new days, new thinking Threatening to drag me back, return me to drinking Slinking in the dark, in the way that I speak A sure telling that my self image is weak Snapfire, and force draw, trigger fingers itch More wine lets the anger brew, I might call you a bitch But in my father’s voice remembered, with a whimper As I repeat the phrase at myself now with a whisper This pen on this page, easy to see my age And this cage one of wire of my own gauge That easily bends but never breaks as I lace Every word of freedom with these undertones of blame Keys held by two hands through these bars Separated by expectations, we play our parts A laugh shared may ease the heart for a moment As we hope that it’s not a habit we've chosen I pose the question to myself, breaking patterns to bleed To feel alive or give to temptations and greed? I hear the voice of these words but isn't me Mine and your truth the only way to breathe easy Can we taken second to breathe Can we taken second to breathe I know these words are for me So, Can we taken second to breathe Can we taken second to breathe I know these words are for me Seen my eyes dart before, when their showing red Pick me up off the floor, ‘less I hit the door with dread Runnin’, ripping the bandaid off open wounds Pumpin’ legs ‘til I’ve destroyed my shoes Bare souled, and rolled to ditches and wishin’ that I knew If too soon, I spoke through this monsoon Behind these eyes, never realised my exterior Showed simply as a barrier to you So oh, Can we take a second to breathe I know those words are for me And in myself I believe But not this minute Kicking myself for the way that I fidget And then I break, I see that you’re livid As we’re repairing rather building a new But we know what to do, And that is just think it through You may see me as I am If I see you as you are So lets breath and be the best that we need So, oh Can we taken second to breathe Can we taken second to breathe I know these words are for me So, oh Can we taken second to breathe Can we taken second to breathe I know these words are for me So...

Found a foothold in myself And a wealth in a moment not chosen But given to the motion of the present Fuck second guessing ‘cause the voice in my head Will destroy us all instead, but it but it wouldn't know this Says “consider all the options Your possible destruction” How obnoxious to think to ignore these emotions I'm sick of all this caution I'm drifting, i’m drifting Behind these eyes Behind these eyes I'm drifting, i’m drifting Yeah, Now I hear the words uttered to me as an open Got five different answers and none of them spoken Lips sealed, eyes glaze, treat it as a trojan Exit with a nervous laugh, I hope that they were joking Slippery slope, devotion to a world Preconceived but never seen, always gasp to breathe As I choose to believe in this defeat Now I concede to this fatigue Now I’m Drifting, I’m drifting Behind these eyes Behind these eyes I'm drifting, I’m drifting Yeah, Now, stuck in these loops I’d stooped to levels I swear I’d never, like I don’t care Just scared or think there’s no repair Just stare and think there’s no way to be fair Fuck the despair, clink the glass the ware Sip a few, just enough, we can bare Take a second to breathe Stop thinking so incessantly I'm drifting, I’m drifting Behind these eyes Behind these eyes I'm drifting, I’m drifting Behind these eyes Behind these eyes I'm drifting, I’m drifting Behind these eyes Behind these eyes I'm drifting, I’m drifting Behind these eyes, I'm.. Biting on my lip just trying to forget but Now I'm stuck with this taste in my mouth So who I was I don’t give a fuck about Found a foothold in myself and I'm climbing out Done with the bullshit of game plans and doubt Try a shout on for size because I realise I’m only the one by whom I’m despised For language like that, fuck the talk like a hollow shell Hard working as hell, so let the head swell Proved nothing by saying “nothing to prove” With no self esteem well not much to lose What do I do? I guess I’m not moved I’ll take this confidence and keep trying to improve So, fuck drifting behind these eyes I’m done drifting behind these eyes I’m done drifting behind these eyes I’m done drifting behind these eyes Yeah...

Blood flow, blood flow, man I’d never know Want wires, ones and zeros, no scarlet and indigo Blood flow, blood flow, man what a show I thought I'd outgrow, but just left myself a shadow Like an embryo, pulse solely to say, “hello world” My knuckles curled defensive I resented warmth inside Turned to flames, tarnish a name, confined In nothing and no one as often felt barely alive Just how I liked, as anger spiked in younger times Screaming with an ego at the helm, as I lied Spun a tail to myself, “life is hell” You might as well tone it down Stick to just repeating sounds Going around through motions A potion lubricant, emotions the culprit Spent every waking moment Stepping further away from the flesh Wiring circuitry to get away from the rest Blood flow, blood flow, man I’d never know Want wires, ones and zeros, no scarlet and indigo Blood flow, blood flow, man what a show I thought I'd outgrow, but just left myself a shadow Blood flow, blood flow, man I’d never know Want wires, ones and zeros, no scarlet and indigo Blood flow, blood flow, man what a show I thought I'd outgrow, but just left myself a shadow Coupled up now I’m gone Each conversation to be won Perhaps human, not one It’s just what I wanted So now I just retread Every step taken Perhaps was mistaken Haven’t really felt awakened Since I was maybe fifteen or younger Heart torn asunder Taught to be bored Adore my own thoughts In my mind caught Like a blood clot, uh But now stripping myself of forgiveness Taking this heart and just listen No excuses for myself, I just witness These emotional loops aren’t my fucking business I grimaced, now I breathe Letting this shit wash over me like Let a fire roar and live by the law of “Don’t burn down and don’t withdraw” Blood flow, blood flow, man I’d never know Want wires, ones and zeros, no scarlet and indigo Blood flow, blood flow, man what a show I thought I'd outgrow, but just left myself a shadow Blood flow, blood flow, man I’d never know Want wires, ones and zeros, no scarlet and indigo Blood flow, blood flow, man what a show I thought I'd outgrow, but just left myself a shadow Scratching and scraping at skin Hoping there were wires within So stuck in feedback, got complacent Ignore familiar faces, stood adjacent, not present But gave myself to the blood flow And I can see now where I didn’t grow But as my the withered form grows a little older Once again steel looks a little stronger