How can I expect the world to fall before my feet
If nothing that I’ve ever done has meant the world to me
And how can I expect the world to fall before my feet
If nothing that I’ve ever done has meant anything
I was always backed by myself
Never had nobody else
In a way I’d been selfish
So when it came time for a change
I set a roadblock in my own way
I became a thorn in my own side
A traffic jam for miles
But if this loophole serves right
I’ll make it back home on time
I wish I were back by myself
Yeah on my ugly little shelf
In a way I can’t help it
But with the game almost won
I took a chance and bought my own gun
But if this loophole serves right
I’ll stop just to say I tried
If I can’t take the verdict
If I think back too far
Will I become a burden
Could I settle the score
This shit
Scares me
Half to death with who I could be
This shit
Scares me
Twice as much as it always seems
These words
Find me
In between angst and apathy
This thing
OCD
I say the word so it can’t hurt me
