Type C Lyrics

Look in my eyes, tell me what do you see?
Am I driven and focused, or I'm not as I seem...
Just a silly boy with a sillier dream
Should I be safe or should I take responsibili-
f*ck these holes won't mend, I am sinking at sea.
I'm alone in the ocean, I will never be free.
I am tethered to the tide, and it keeps me alive...

Tell me, oh omniscient one.
Will I die a loaded gun?
Never doing the thing I love...
I'll never know the plan, you'll never tell.
I'd make a deal, but my soul would never sell.

I have wondered, always wondered, if I have what it takes.
The patience to see patients every night every day.
And for those who would see me, and see me as they may, Let us hear their prediction, tell me: what would they say?
"You're such a bore, truth be told, what did happen to you?
Outgrew the scene, your dream, where's the man I once knew?
You had potential, such potential, it's been thrown to the side.
Where's the man I loved?"

Tell me, oh omniscient one.
Will I die a loaded gun?
Never doing the thing I love
I'll never know the plan, you'll never tell.
I'd make a deal, but my soul would never sell.

Tell me now oh wicked one.
Will I die a loaded gun?
Never doing the thing I love
You know the plan, I'll ring the bell.
Said its a deal, now you better f*cking...
You better tell...

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