Full Of It

Back in the day, I slept with the sunlight shining through the shades in my room
Hitting the carpet with dots that weren’t dark while the ghosts tried to hum a
new tune
It was an old man, old men, old women, children
Anything my mind could give shape
Exhaustion taking its toll, I decided I would roll
So I covered my jacket with reflector tape
It made me feel safe when it came to twilight
The cars could see the glow on my back, but then I started to think,
I’m an easy target
For anyone who wanted to attack
The perfect crime, kill the misunderstood, and people will say it had to be
They might cry at the grave and I might have been saved if anyone really knew me
So now I’m foiled, coiled like a spring waiting on a vulture’s wing
Seeing what tomorrow may bring
And maybe if you’ll be there to see it
They call it shit, and I’m full of it
They call it certainty
They call it fear, and I’m stuck in here
It’s not where I’m supposed to be
They call it once, they call it twice
They call it every night
And sometimes it feels like I’m living on an angel’s wing
I was a kid, I was the reason for breathing, I was the little shit who hit and
broke up the teacher’s meeting
I was life, and I was pissed, I was the pen knife that slashed your name off
the list
I was drugs, and I was loving it
I was above in it, was struggling before you started shoving it
I was hate, and I was anger, I was the guy who wandered aimlessly and called
himself a stranger
I was darkness, I was death, I was the first and the last breath
But what’s left in this empty life but light
So now I’m foiled, coiled like a spring waiting on a vulture’s wing
Seeing what tomorrow may bring
And maybe if you’ll be there to see It
They call it light, I call it loneliness
They call it life, I call it loneliness