No Longer Touching Ground

Now tell me have you ever heard a more pathetic kind of man?

All of this self-pity and lonely self-despise that i can't stand

I think it's time you two must throw away the hash

And become friends, right now

For all sake, but he's fake

I won't break

I think it's time for my speech

I am so tired of it all

Why can't he be more like me?

Always sober, kind of weak

He's the opposite, more like a freak

You can never get me down

Can you believe this leads of end strand to metal with my mind

I'm crushing like the lids of lying is between these hands of mine

Why can't the two of you just throw away the hash

And become friends, right now

For all sake but he's fake

I won't break

Now it's time for the speech

I am so tired of it all

Why can't he be more like me?

Hidden raised and running five miles

Like me would be his cup of tea

Oh no, always acting bad

For all sake

But he's fake

I won't break

Now it's time for the speech

I am so tired of it all

Why can't he be more like me?

Hidden ride and running five miles

Like me would be his cup of tea

Always sober, kind of weak

He's the opposite, more like a freak

Oh no, always acting bad

So sad