OK, let me write it, although I highly doubt it, not quite as enlightened but take the bullet and I bite it, cos it might lift, but really, this pen just kinda bends, so I just pretend to do what I intend, could never count my friends in multiples of ten, just looking through the lens and tryna make amends, but I guess that all depends on whether this void deepens, jumping in the deep end and there ain’t no time for weakness, bless the man who tries to make the hurting of others better, test ya with these letters to see if it will weather, but waiting to see whether, this bleeding heart will stop forever all cos I got caught away from what I sought to treasure, fought them off with every ounce of thought I had within, now just feeling kinda bad and getting rather mad again, hoping that I have enough to follow the plan that I intend, but it’s getting harder to stand and everything is bland and spent. [I don’t wanna get... out of bed today, staying under cover... cos all I see is grey, just what exactly will it take... for me not to break, don’t think there’s anything... don’t think I can be saved] x 2 And it is getting darker with every passing hour after, I showed it off to you and in return all I got was laughter, breaking me, I’m softer, except fragile enough to crack, you are the straw that broke the camel’s back and I can’t really handle that, attacked, bruised, broken and holding on, hoping there will be a token, an inspiration to write another song, for me to wake and save this nation, eyes wide open, clarification, cos now all the ends are fraying and it is all depreciated, lackadaisical moments, over-controlling, the poison is potent, still tryna solve this quotient, the candle is lit but I can’t hold it, have the clay in hand but no motive around to mould it, don’t have a soul, I sold it, all closed up and folded, throw it to the flame and let it turn to ash, half glass, half mast, half assed and half cast, over the cliffs edge with no net out to catch me, smash me up and grab me cos I don’t want this type of happy. [I don’t wanna get... out of bed today, staying under cover... cos all I see is grey, just what exactly will it take... for me not to break, don’t think there’s anything... don’t think I can be saved] x 2 ->[Verse by PhilG the Knowbody]