I said, "No, It′s not just a little different"

At this point, I hope I don't

Wife up or have any childrenShining things mean nothing

Smoke, my lungs black and blistered

Mapped out the dead skin and hair, we′re old

At least that's how it feels

We won't be okay, and I know, fuck it

You′re not in control

No one expects any good to unfold

Feel I′m already a ghost

Stay awake for nothing now

Not rich enough to make a sound

You'd say, "No, it′s your fault if you're indifferent"

Then what should I do? I′m broke

Whoever says, "Pull yourself up by the bootstraps" is a fucking joke

(It's not just a little different)

You′re not in control

No one expects any good to unfold

Feel I'm already a ghost

Stay awake for nothing now

Not rich enough to make a sound

Comatose

Burning inside of my home

Lose all hope

Dying at 30 years old

Stay awake for nothing now

Not rich enough to fix myself

(Or anything else)

Speaking low

Do what I'm told

Those steel tipped boots with broken toes

(It′s not just a little different)

It′s not just a little different

Don't wife up or have any children

You′re not in control

No one expects any good to unfold

Feel I'm already a ghost

Stay awake for nothing now

Not rich enough to make a sound

Comatose

Burning inside of my home

Lose all hope

Dying at 30 years old

Stay awake for nothing now

Not rich enough to stick around

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