It seems that you’ve done it all over again, Surmount this blaring thoughts that gloom my pink tone of red, And now it’s all on me, and I’d like to be left alone, But your maddening voice won’t leave my ears, And your assaulting stares won’t end this abhorrence. I’ve gotten again to the place where feelings are misplaced, Its funny how I’m always here and I wish I’d never stay. How startling can it be, you try to force me out of here, You turn the fucking world against me, and then you say I’m intricate I guess it’s all about how long you’ve been underwater, I’ll try to understand. I just wish you get to know me before I’m too dead.