man, i wish that i could just empty out my soul
yeah and maybe then. i will feel whole
instead of a half
or a rough drat
with a bunch of red marks
yeah i feel like i've been punched
or had for lunch
by many of lads
that continue to make me sad
yeah like i need my mom and dad
but to bad
'cause my pride loves to hide
my pain
yeah what a shame
or what a game i play
in some way
but today
i must say
i am lonely
and hurt
and i am about to go berserk
or write another book
but look
right now, i'm shook like old milk
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