don t be late there s no time to be afraid there s a way to clean up the mess you ve made if i could tell the truth or lie would i attempt the two at the same time expect you to apologize for trying to make me so uptight don t say it s just a game we play i can t lose the taste if you regulate how the blood is pumping through the veins from my heart into my head every thought that you know i m thinking may as well be the knife stuck in my back this taxing fever makes me gravitate to this place anyone in their right mind would never let you inside anyone in their right mind i ve broken ties with the neighborhood i m feeling like a bum in the city waiting only to take a drink from an empty glass of nothing good sinking like a stone in the sea without the oxygen i need deciding as i wait for it to entertain careful not to breathe in to breathe in to breathe in the right time and the right way to elevate careful not to breathe in to breathe in to breathe in to breathe in the air that so proudly puts to death my own fathers name  i remember when your hands started shaking there s a better way to clean out the mess you ve been making