text: What you doing man? Im recording...
  Another disappointed soul
  Well I tried, I tried to keep it in control
  Well I, I will end up on the dole
  Its my life, and Ill fall into that goal
  And well Blue youve got me on the go
  But dont worry, youll never know
  And your eyes, theyre never cold
  To me, well at least, thats what Ive been told
  And girl, you made my dreams come true
  It’s all a clue, that it was all for you
  My self is still waiting in queue
  It’s all that I, well all I want to do
  I know when I look into the sky
  There is no meaning
  Girl I’m the only one believing
  And that there’s nothing to believe in
  I’m dreaming
  My aspirations got a ceiling
  Well I’m constantly cleaning
  The scars of your dealings
  And well my guts are on the floor
  For you to adore me
  And all that I could be
  And see, girl, what I say
  On the horizon
  The skies are grey
  The skies are grey
  Has this hit?
  Has this hit?
  See girl I wish it hit
  You know I wish it hit
  You see I’m tired every night
  See things never seem quite right
  I’m never fully content
  I wish it worked and went well for once
  But if you’re a cunt and people are cunts
  They pull stunts to stunt your progress
  But know it’s slow to digest
  The way your insides stress
  You’re not blessed
  You’re definitely not blessed
  I don’t deserve history repeating itself
  I always see myself getting picked up and left back on the shelf
  Again and again and again and again
  Youre not my pen
  Youre my paper
  Youre not my heart
  Youre its breaker
  Youre its breaker
  Youre its breaker
  Youre its breaker
  Youre its breaker