all stitched up

[failpanda]

how can i turn back around
slip in and join the crowd
i'm so fucking ashamed of myself.
i know better, but i froze up
can i go home? i want to go home
fill this music with no hope
i'm going to lie in this comatose
while you go fishing for dinner
blacked out and glued to a oscillating room
rethinking, evergreen, bad dreams
i'm gonna pull out, ohh little boy, goodbye.
the tides are high, my pulse is getting thin
can i get my fix? can i stay sharp and narrow?
like a knife cutting through water
i am pulling out pins, i am all stitched up
someday i will be worth a million trillion bucks.