Nobody thinks what I think,

Nobody dreams when they blink

Think things on the brink of blasphemy

I'm my own shrink

Think things are after me, my catastrophe

At my kitchen sink, you don't know what that means

Because a kitchen sink to you

Is not a kitchen sink to me, ok friend?

Are you searching for purpose?

Then write something, yeah it might be worthless

Then paint something then, it might be wordless

Pointless curses, nonsense verses

You'll see purpose start to surface

No one else is dealing with your demons

Meaning maybe defeating them

Could be the beginning of your meaning, friend.



Go away

Leave me alone.



Nobody thinks what you think, no one

Empathy might be on the brink of extinction

They will play a game and say

They know what you're going through

And I tried to come up with an artistic way to say

They don't know you, and neither do I

So here's a prime example of a stand up guy

Who hates what he believes and loves it at the same time

Here's my brother and his head's screwed up

But that's alright.



(Zack)

Time gains momentum the moment when I'm living in 'em

I'm winning a momentary sinning a moment passing after

A re-beginning moments mending memories

Pretending enemies are friend of me, sending me straight to bending me

My bad behavior but I bet I could have been a better man

Copy and paste caught me, and copy, better rhymes bother me

The better the rhythm the badder I am but I bet I'll battle with 'em battle

better I am, Gambling man, better bet I am a gambling man, I am?



Go away.

Leave me alone.