Fake My Death

Life always finds a way to bring you down on your knees Until your skin starts rubbing off And the concrete becomes a shining mirror Of the disabilities you chose to show Now if you can't remember my name Just call me pathetic or every other humiliating poetic word Transcribed for lost integrity I'll answer either way Now it's time to fake my death And become a filler line In the books and songs I used to love Now it's time to fake my death And maybe try that simple life That everyone actually hates My eyes got out of focus and I shutted down my brain Now I'm all for excuses I still get goosebumps when my thoughts overlap With everything that's right in front of me So now it's all blank and soon to be black Oh I love the smell of rainy days Choke on decisions Choke on conclusions Choke on decisions Choke on conclusions Now it's time to fake my death And become a filler line In the books and songs I used to love Now it's time to fake my death And maybe try that simple life That everyone actually hates Suffocate my best behavior with a poisonous gas I say no to romance, a misleading lust Always a step behind to avoid the awkwardness Of social interactions Maybe I'm afraid of everyone Happiness itself Now it's time to fake my death And become a filler line In the books and songs I used to love Now it's time to fake my death And maybe try that simple life That everyone actually hates