we are not ourselves, me and i am not myself you
break everything you touch it's never
enough, these days for you i am always too ready for
failure and it will not surprise me this time, the knife
straight past the eyes through the heart there are none
your excuses swirling together, water into oil we are
not ourselves and i am not myself you
forget her, she is gone. she said
just leave yourself here on this paper, all of you in these
lines on top of more lines and meaningless numbers
and now i am not myself, i am tired i am
fighting to stay here i am fighting myself
i am
tired.