Rock Bottom

This is dedicated to a Mr Bree

And a Mr Reed, and a Mr. Pilot and a Mr Mood

I flip the world, and I'm running away

I've made it babe, think what your lover would say

Think in a properly way

See girl I won't say, until it finds me

Wiped out

My mind starts to derange

Distortions arrange, inside looses it's rage

Does everyone's perspective begins to change

Uh I must say, just softly to blame

Another thing wrong with the game

And watch me as I descend into shame

Into, into shame

Into, into shame

Where you're heart's gonna mourn

You lie dead on the floor

The wounds in your pockets still sore

And everyone who watched you, watched on and on

But now you see it's nothing but poor

And I'm a lost soul, never accomplished a goal

Or made a lie out of their lives

They're the ones who pulled out tonight

Neither oh, everything's going in front of your eyes

Your hands have lost the grip on the Wrize

And you've got no more tries

Cause you've lost them trough lies

I'll be your lucky his time

And hope it'll make you seem more wiser

Otherwise, they'll leave you to your own demise

Cause it's the end of something I do not want to end

Beginning of hard times to come

I've been something I was not meant to be

I guess it's the start of your world