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Battin’ away handouts, they say he’s withdrawn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