[Verse 1]
You know you're dying when a glass of water gets heavy
Intense medley, go for crying in bed see
Lacking their signs of health for self
Oughta patent your own emotional jail cell
Packed in the snail mail
Here goes nothing you fail tale
What the actual fuck?
And any minute they will tell you
Just how to feel the blues, and nothing else
Not so, well now?
On a whole new trip in a cold room
Back in the old room, not so soon

What they gained was fair, don't beat yourself up

[Verse 2]
I've been picked on by script kiddies with snipped titties
Keen to get off to slit pretties and split kidneys
And you say it's too soon to prove you're a loon
Latter-day ingenue, those fooled, orbitude
All this, it gets old as pulled from the tar pits
Auction art, let those trampled form garbage
Ain't your friend, I'm Osaint to yuh hen
Left waiting instead, lead paint to yuh bread
Almost dropped it all for the marriage lines
Why? A pair of spines? My height won't spare the time
And how would you do it?
Without looking too stupid?

[Chorus]
A black jean jacket with patches of bands I still shill
And the fact that I know how to kill, a geek that thinks he's scene
It's all part of the big bill, how I'mma feel
Sinking, you and me
And all them want to know who gained the feet and ran with me
And I just want to know who's blaming me

[Verse 3]
I gave the whole system, blaming the fame that you pissed them
The trade stunk but you'd never list them
I aimed for closure, layman's term for no boulder
Laying on pavement blocking doors to the holster
Goodness gracious, lord have mercy on your soul
I hope you both go do-si-do
So not a talentless mold
But a man with just cold feet and army of sycophant gnomes
Sickened to known, I should never given the loan
And now I'm here in this bitch to moan
Sending them all to be here
Sending them all to be here, so I am not alone in fear
The greatest pain of all, you feel yourself
And damn near no one else
Won't propel, won't propel
'Til I shove you back to hell

[Chorus]
A black jean jacket with patches of bands I still shill
And the fact that I know how to kill, a geek that thinks he's scene
It's all part of the big bill, how I'mma feel
Sinking, you and me
And all them want to know who gained the feet and ran with me
And I just want to know who's blaming me