Fixed in my kicks
I missed my wish
Add your kiss to my everlong list
Life can be brisk
Although the view is stable
Thoughts are with the crows
Never mind the ladies and bros
Gotta watch the calm stroll
Watch out for the makeup
The fake up
Fabricated, "Hey, what's up?"
Perhaps it's not real
Not for me to feel
Not for me to roll up and reel
It's not up to my will
It may be my impossible
I'm dying
I'm frying
I'm trying
I'm trying
I'm trying
I'm trying
Maybe I'm better off dyin