Trembling, Suffering Physical Withdrawal Pencil's bend, something Mythical i'll Draw As i wonder off in a philosophical state Ready to rant on every topic you hate Opposed to the cost of an opposite fate Getting Nauseous from the Awkwardest Taste Hate me Lady for i'm a Crazy Rebellion I can feel my blood flow, no? Well Maybe I'm Meltin! Or Burning in the Melting Pot S'why i reach at my Belt A lot S'why i'm speaking of hellish plots, But i can laugh any second. Steady unraveling But i don't have any presents Ready to babble on, An.. Sadly it's Pleasant Nervous Doom, Dying to be Apart Surgeon Rooms to Take my, Mind Off My Beating Heart Till it's Over,- Amen. Oh shit, I'm Sober Again.. *Lights bowl*