I Am Envy: My Personal Lyric Book

I'm Untitled

I'm literally spiraling down a garbage shoot leading to nothing but limbo

but it makes no sense because I'm already there

Im not living it good

but Im not living bad enough to get off the hook

and its all just the same old songs with the same old chorus

and everything that i always said wouldn't do good for us

but its too late now to be selling my breath for a dime

when nothing good comes from this sick and twisted mind

Im nothing but a body without a soul

A shelter not a home

A bony shoulder to cry on

A troubled bed to lie on

The same old songs with the same old melody

The same old chorus played on the same piano keys

But that's who I am

Who I'll always be

A misprinted currency

This monochromatic

Anti climatic

Sick and dramatic

Me

Choking on the words to say

And the air to breathe

As I recall makes the absolute of me

Never able to drown out the mind

But always capable of living this lie

I already know who you think I am

But do you know who I think I will be

Seeing the world in only gray and ebony

Feeling the emotional devastation

And physical scabs so heavenly

Im nothing but a body without a soul

A shelter not a home

A bony shoulder to cry on

A troubled bed to lie on

The same old songs with the same old melody

The same old chorus played on the same piano keys

But that's who I am

Who I'll always be

A misprinted currency

This monochromatic

Anti climatic

Sick and dramatic

Me

Hey you over there

With the dark bottomless eyes

And the unwavering stare

Won't you come closer

Tell me what's on your mind

Come closer

It's not obvious that you're lying

But you know

That I know

That you aren't ever fine

And you know

That I know

That you never smiled on the inside

A body without a soul

A shelter not a home

A bony shoulder to cry on

A troubled bed to lie on

The same old songs with the same old melody

The same old chorus played on the same piano keys

But that's who I am

Who I'll always be

I'm a body without a soul

A shelter not a home

A bony shoulder to cry on

A troubled bed to lie on

The same old songs with the same old melody

The same old chorus played on the same piano keys

But that's who I am

Who I'll always be

This monochromatic

Anti climatic

Sick and dramatic

Me