James Powell

It seemed like a good idea to say what I had to say

Only a fool would listen to someone talking under their breath

I've been out there, not as much as I would like, seeing my

Face in the mirror, not a care in the fucking world, buying

Time until my fucking death. I've wasted years upon years

Listening to bullshit, realizing later down the road I was

Spitting it out more than anyone else, trying to puff up my

Ego, making a complete a complete asshole out of myself.

My words fell on deaf ears, it's no wonder with all the lies

I've told, avoiding responsibility from the open door, only

To come up short in the long run. So many fears I had, still

Do to a certain degree. The darkness tries to tear me down

And I'm running on fucking empty.