Fringe figure with a finger on the trigger
Only shoot my shot when im shattering a mirror
Fragmented i me oh my
Got a big thing on my mind might fight might just take flight
My loose screws make room for truth
If i could just scooch over there'd be room for two
But im claustrophobic unless youre
Closing in like a sense of doom
My death drive on a daily default
Its addiction to the withdrawal
Addiction to the withdrawal
Wish i could flutter like you
I still shudder when confronted with the truth
Tired of figuring out whos who
Connecting the dots like lifes blues clues
Doodles in my notebook
Would you take up the page if i asked u
Leave the toolbox
Keep the keys to the lock
Bring the ink and the glue
Its a joke knock knock (Whos there)
Heavens door
Im still knocking on heavens door
Got my fix came back for more
Them pearly gates is a sight for sore eyes
And after all i
Is an afterthought is an afterthought
I am an afterthought (of God)
Fringe figure with a finger on the trigger
Only shoot my shot when im shattering a mirror
Fragmented i
I'ma fight nah i'ma fly