It's in me

Congregations can now pray for my freedom

Drama, urges and failures reside by me

Mama is clueless, but she is watching me

Carrying me in her dreams, I have my pocket elevating her

Chivalry escaped me; I am left with a grin

 Shivers cover me, I am left with remorse

And, singlehood welcomes me.

My soul is bleeding

I scratch the surface while looking for a cent

Rotten clangours sting my heart, joy vanished ages ago

I carry in my palm shame

I beg. I beg. I even nag.

I’m told I have exhausted my options

I see no room for action

I feel so slow, therefore I fake any option

My feelings are shapeless

I hear I even look the part.

I see new dawn ahead of time

The evening is quick to cast

Though cupid has died, Lucifer is around.

There's a hole in my heart

You would swear I am not sorry

I use toothpicks to clean my face

It’s in me to choose to bother

I infuriate liaisons.

But I come right on time

And, with me, I carry a pipe that tends to take a little bit more

I could be happy, but my people are happy so what?

Wisdom? Tell them I had it, but my ex is wiping his ass with it

Shame? Only you can see it. I simply love you.

I swear there’s a peg in-between me and my people

I never want them to go

Their toxic lungful of air is sweet to me

Never mind the knives stuck on my back, they never mean it.

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