i feel so alone, why does it seem as though everyone but me has a home.
i am here
but i am not
because i can not be here without a _______ or some beer
that these things are the only things that can bring happiness, is what i fear.
everybody’s gonna live and everybody’s gonna die
i gotta find a fuck to give, before i run out of time
even in the darkness this life feels so divine
in a place where even the divine has lost it’s shine
i’m not sure i even know what shine means anymore
how can i live a life i’m proud of
when i wrote the map before i knew me?
how could someone like you, want someone like me?
i have no identity, no known entities
i look at the sun, to remember where i come from
the darkest eyes hide the brightest lights
if it don’t shine
you gotta move what it’s hidin behind
this life is hard
shit, i hid behind the great wall
want to be understood, above all
these secrets given me angina