I’ll open up my head awhile, it’s been there for years.
I must have been a victim of my peers.
One is for my happiness, the other for my health.
The last is something bigger than myself.
I ain’t the only one, I ain’t the only one.
I ain’t the only one to say.
I’m talkin’ to myself again, I’ll just start a fight.
Nobody can prove me wrong, I’m right.
Anti-hero idol with a suicide excuse.
A thousand other suckers will try and fill your shoes.
Little pictures in my head, are turnin’ inside out again.
Cause fuckin’ up takes practice, I feel I’m well rehearsed.
Because the past is a bully, and the futures even worse.
You tell me what you fear, ’cuz I can feel it like a curse.
You used to be a folk singer, now you’re just a joke singer.
Ain’t no smokin’ dope singer, swingin from a rope singer.