Broken Wings

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To die and be reborn
To make mistakes but always learn
To take on tasks of many forms
That is to be Icarus
That is to be human
And, that is to be me
I was just shot out the sky
They clipped wings off my back
Dive-bombing, wondering why
Like, look at the f*ck where we at
I see it all burn to the ground
I see it all taken away
I'm hearing a flurry of sounds
The ringing is causing me pain
So, f*ck my life and all the other bullshit
And I don't got no time for these emotions
I need to get it all together for the moment
Not enough time, so I can never waste it
I bottle it off to the side
Like how David's not doing too fine
Or my friends how they're losing their minds
Or my mum and the pain that she hides
Or how my love can never be mine
Or the crash and the fire
The pain and desire
Were all way too real on track five
That's the truth I try to hide
(I will never be a memory)
I was just shot out the sky
They clipped wings off my back
Dive-bombing, wondering why
Like, look at the f*ck where we at
I see it all burn to the ground
I see it all taken away
I'm hearing a flurry of sounds
The ringing is causing me pain
Tired but I can't fall asleep at night
My bed is cold and there ain't no light
Window open sending chills down my spine
This petty shit is a waste of time
My previous she left me scarred
Stealing hearts and credit cards
Her words hurt me more
Than almost dying in my mother's car
When I'm gray and old and they stick me in my grave
I'll be rested in a tux but I'll still wake up in a rave
Ain't no peace and quiet, always someone who complains
Again, all of this petty shit is really such a waste
It's all a waste
I need space
Come at me and I'll put you in your place
It's all a waste
I need space
Come at me and I'll put you in your place
It's all a waste
I need space
Come at me and I'll put you in your place
It's all a waste
I need space
Come at me and I'll put you in your place
I was just shot out the sky
They clipped wings off my back
Dive-bombing, wondering why
Like, look at the f*ck where we at
I see it all burn to the ground
I see it all taken away
I'm hearing a flurry of sounds
The ringing is causing me pain
I might go insane
Panic on the brain
Way too much at stake
Since 11th grade
My friend is piled up to his neck
And feels like he's six feet deep
And I fight hard for them
So that they remember me
And I try to be a better
Brother, father, neighbor, cousin
To the folks that never had them
But all this shit
Is draining to me
I don't even got space to breathe
Just listen to my story
This your warning
If you can't deal with raw emotions
My dear, I try my hardest, I try
I tried my hardest, I tried

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