The Ladder

Wish I could tell you How fucking tired I am Only way you know is if you truly understand Mind either dazed or move a million miles an hour Unmedicated, not even tweaking off the powder Tears raining down, April showers Ain't eaten in a minute, body shaking, mouth sour Thoughts jump and skip like a hopscotch to hell Too youthful to be this truthful, Faust with nothing to sell Stressing to find the reason I'm so fucking stressed Deep down I know, it's cause I'm fucking obsessed Never been able to find a better way to cope Than the fraying rope ladder of momentary hope Tell me why I'm wrong, already known all along I can't help but stake my soul to these songs F*ck myself up just to tell you what's wrong Might bury my best friend No Wiki- just half gone