Ayo,
I’m building bridges out of toothpicks and some fucking glue
I write a million words but never speak a single true Sentence
To the people that are present in the room
I’m busy sweeping up my anxiety's before i start to fume
I got a blueprint
For a new print
Of a life I wanna lead But I’m distracted by the garden,
I just water every weed I’m planting flowers in the concrete, hoping they will grow
But I’m a ghost inside the shell, and I’m just running on the low
See, the battery is flickering, the signal isn’t strong
I know the right direction but I take the turn that’s wrong
Because the scenery is pretty when you walk along this edge
I’m standing on the balcony... just looking at the ledge
Not to jump, just to see how far the drop is
Check the math
Check the clock, and see where hop is
I need a minute... just a minute
I forgot how I should breathe
Just a minute
Before i smash out all your teeth
They call me Architect, I draw the plans and sign the deeds
But I don’t own the house, I only satisfy the needs
Of the tenant, that’s the spirit, living rent free in the brain
He’s complaining bout the weather while he’s dancing in the rain
It’s ironic, supersonic, how we run to get ahead
But we only find the peace inside the moment that is dead
So I’m turning off the router, I am cutting every wire
I am tossing every phone into the middle of the pyre
Let it burn
Let it melt
Let the plastic turn to smoke
I’m tired of the punchline
I don’t wanna be the joke
I just wanna be a person
Not a profile or a stat
Just a guy inside a hoodie with a pen and one last chat
No shit
It's just simple as that