Every time I fall. I'm a little less me and a little bit more you. And everywhere I go. There's a little less there and a little bit more to lose. Did you ever wonder why. I can't decide if I'm a little bit dead or a little bit guarded. Cause even when I try. You and I are a little less there and just discarded. I threw it all away. It doesn't make it better. Why am I the ostracized. Maybe I can change. Be able to put it back together. If I'm right then I don't wanna know. Even if I could. I'll never be free from a little bit more than this. It won't do any good. Any other way is a little bit more to risk. But I say "Fuck it risk it! ". If we collapse only time will tell. Obey the same disorders. And write your. I threw it all away. It doesn't make it better. Why am I the ostracized. Maybe I can change. Be able to put it back together. If I'm right then I don't wanna know. I threw it all away. It doesn't make it better. Why am I the ostracized. Maybe I can change. Be able to put it back together. If I'm right then I don't wanna know. Then I don't wanna know!. I don't wanna know!. No! No! No!