ramble.

so mild mannered it should be a sin
instead of coming right out I'll drop lines and hope you take a hint
setting myself up for a first class flight to the land of disappointment
I'm gonna book the flight because I've been there before
i welcome it and I'll live with it
i dragged myself in, i can drag myself out
I'm always searching for the attention with no clear direction of where i want it coming from
a lack of patience, a lack of care
maybe this is how i ended up here
a few kind words never meant anything
mistaking attention for affection is juist as bad as the deadliest sin
better watch out, better watch your back
anxious and deceiving are a dangerous match
talk the walk, walk the talk
a plastic coated smirk with teh devils on charm
I've got a problem with the present but the will to carry on
the changes are dangerous, better take shelter
secondhand breakdowns never felt better
it's all the things i'm scared of i won't admit to
negativity left and right,
I'm grasping at broken straws but i've got the will to carry on,
more like the will to prove you wrong

time for the euphoria to set it.