I awoke dazed and pain ridden
Sweat soaked in a makeshift bed
Swollen tongue and bloodshot eyes
Reluctant to face another day again
My best intentions shrouded in misery
I took a walk to clear my head,
But now the sidewalk's stained on Hoover & 8th
Where I shot clarity fucking dead

So I ran because I didn't want to see
The reflection in the pool staring straight back at me
Now I can't find the words or even fake a single smile
Dredging through ash under grey skies mile after mile

I am a runaway, I am a thief, forever in disbelief
Of a world split in two: Schizophrenic, cracked and used
Lost somewhere in a cold hatred and a misguided love, (so confused).
They keep telling me it's fine to be unsure
But it's the certainty that I'm running from

I am not brave, I am not wise,
I am not well, I am not well
Bitter and reckless, sleepless and cold
Lacking in virtue, hollow in soul
Afraid and lonely, growing old
I am not well, I am not well

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