In a Lose, Lose Situation

Don't be late

There's no time to be afraid

There's a way

To clean up the mess you've made

If I could tell the truth

Or lie would I attempt the two at the same time

Expect you to apologize for trying

To make me so up tight

Don't say it's just a game we play

I can't lose the taste

If you regulate how the blood is pumping

Through the veins from my heart into my head

In time this blood supply

Will change me from red to white

Every thought that you know I'm thinking

May as well be the knife stuck in my back

This taxing fever makes me gravitate to this place

This is still my life

Not yours to define

(Anyone in their right mind would never let you inside

Anyone in their right mind)

I've broken ties with the neighborhood

Feeling like a bum in the city

Waking only to take a drink

From an empty glass of nothing good

Then sinking like a stone in the sea

Without the oxygen I need

Deciding as I wait for air to entertain

Careful not to (to breathe in [3x])

The right time and the right way to elevate

Careful not to (to breathe in [3x])

To breathe in the air that so proudly puts to death

My own Fathers name

I remember when your hand started shaking

There's a better way

To clean up the mess you've been making