Drip drip
Falling to the floor
Drip drip
There was never a cure
Drip drip
The only thing worth living for
Was rotten to the core
A slap in the face
Never really hurt
Never wore a brace
Just hid it all under my shirt
You never did get a case
Even when did I press alert
But still it wasn’t my place
You tried to get me to convert
When all I wanted was some space
I tried to ask for your grace
But you just spat at my face
Making me feel like a disgrace
But still I was a different race
Always trying to be in first place
Yet I could never ace
And I would need that brace
Cause you would slap my face
Call me a disgrace
Make me feel in last place
Call me a mistake
But here I am
Living and breathing
I guess I was always a lamb
And you were always speaking
Like I wasn’t receiving
You said I was convincing
Meanwhile you were deceiving
Cause I was always feeling
And I was dealing
Trying to do some healing
Always looking at the ceiling
While my arm was draining
Drip drip that red
Because like you said
I need to get it through my thick head
Otherwise I would wind up dead
Maybe by your thread
I tried to fled
But you found me instead
Staring at the ceiling
With my arm dripping red















