Ouch

You don't know, I don't know, who does
I'm not here for a long time just a good time because
Reasons I guess it's the seasons
To find the one that you love and say fuck off and leave'em

Yeyuh, life comes and goes
The only thing that's consistent is who fucking knows
In a jam like some toes, feeling young, looking old
Sold the last discipline shit I'm out of control

Get a hold of myself and if not get some help
Otherwise no surprise in the closet with belt
Hit the ground shit I failed, do I give up or prevail
It's all the same inside the brain whether it's heaven or it's hell

Ouch, I said Ouch
Everybody in the room needs to get the fuck out!
Shit I'm alone
Once again on my own a series of episodes

It's like this until it isn't
Till the grim reaper's creeping on an unexpected visit
Till the candle wick is finished and the light has been diminished
And the worst part of it all is that I didn't get to finish

Or did I? No I didn't
I know that for a fact cause I treat life just like a scrimmage
Not alive I'm just existing close my eyes forget the vision
Living for the sake of bitching hate the heat still in the kitchen