Beaver Lake

I understand
If you spit right in my face
I would do the same thing if i was you
That's what you want
A violent attack
But there's no coming back
No i will go
And then you'll see
The real inside of me
When i'm laid on the butcher's table
You won't see shit
A hollow little shell
A stupid kid who don't got no guts

And there are so many things i would say
If i was in a position to talk
But i can't weave my words the way you do
I'd forget the punctuation

Now that i'm here
I feel like i'm not free
I feel like i'm a stupid person
I can't do shit
I can't maintain myself
I can't wake up and feel your body
I see myself
A hollow little shell
A stupid ugly jerk who don't shut up
And i get through
Through each and every day
By knowing someday i won't be around

And there are so many things i won't say
If i could stop myself from talking then
I'd take every word from my brain
And leave only punctuation
And there are so many things i have said
That i won't get over till i am dead
And it echoes through every inch of my head
I really don't wanna be here