A Fiend Called Peter Pan

Give me my supply Without it I wither and I die Can't keep friends I'm always on the outside Rebellion is dead When everyone's a rebel in their head Don't dish out what You can't stomach, my god I'm seeing red I fly, I fly I fly up high just like Peter Pan Can't die, won't die I am Horus and I will neverland Tattooed clock on it's face Look at it's sharp teeth, man, I can't look away I am afraid It is telling me all the time I waste I can't attach If I do I'll sink and I'll be torn apart Sometimes I laugh At all the dumb shit I've done because I'm smart I fly, I fly I fly up high just like Peter Pan Can't die, won't die I am Horus and I will neverland