The I's Have It

I'm trying to be less childish
I'm trying to be less churlish
I'm trying not to cling to grudges
Prying them from my cold dead clutches

Second person, second nature
My words someone else's mouth
Can't tell the difference between us two
I'm trying to stop hiding behind you

Maybe this is the year the I's have it
Unfurling like a fucking flower
Maybe this is the year the I's have it
Exploding like a fucking bomb, like a bomb, like a bomb

Clinging to an imagined grievance
Pushing against false impedance
I'm using opaque language
As my camouflage, my sabotage

Here's a hint - I know nothing
Pretending to, I'm only bluffing
Filling in the blanks inside my brain
Trying to hide from your disdain

Maybe this is the year the I's have it
Unfurling like a fucking flower
Maybe this is the year the I's have it
Exploding like a fucking bomb, like a bomb, like a bomb

Maybe this is the year the I's have it
Unfurling like a fucking flower
Maybe this is the year the I's have it
Exploding like a fucking bomb, like a bomb, like a bomb



Credits
Writer(s): Ernesto Rayside
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