I wear this weighted chain upon my neck Leaving me all wrapped away to write perfect dreams And my shoulders are over burdened endlessly Of all the truths I've proven that You're so real, real Just so obvious It's just not right to work this hard And not to suffice Spending all our waking hours in pathetic lives I just need a little time to make it right I promise you to always be true And so real, real Just so obvious Help me stand on my own Lend me your hand or leave me alone Open hand, make my standing now And I've had enough I'm not that tough Incandescent thoughts are filling, waking me To take one more hit, one more hit, one more hit Will kill me, mercy
