My pain says,
it’s overplayed.
It’s overstayed.
Oh so yesterday’ed.
My pain says,
it’s lost the game,
but it’s all in vain
because the cost is shame.
Oh of this great disdain
towards my parasites,
I’ve not slept a wink
on through endless nights.
When I blink I think
I been occupied
cause it always seems,
there’s something else in side.
Oh I’ve tried so hard
to suppress my fears.
Not an honest day
in the last five years.
Yes I hide my tears
behind a cloud of smoke
and when I wake up,
my life’s cosmic joke.
Yes I know it’s vague;
how I say I feel,
but my thoughts aren’t yours
so who’s to say what’s real.
Yes I know I’m plagued
with what I can’t reveal
and it’s only flaws
that I can’t conceal.