Lost in the struggle and I’m not lying
Plan to be immortal and I’ll die trying
Continue to cast aside the words that I’m saying
I’m fizzing off the top like a soda pop and I’m not playing
Is it a curse or a blessing?
Silver tongue, I always find the words
To let the stress in my dick and in the dirt
It’s so hard being trapped in my mind
Feel locked away and committed no crime
I just want my time to shine
Burning out like a lighting bug in a jar
Singing inside but the noise don’t carry too far
Busting my balls inside soundproof glass walls
Restoring words of wisdom in bathroom stalls