When the boy and his news do come unglued

Lips blued from all the shadows swallowed

Hands swole from all the [galleons I've bottled?]

That long blank novel, have stone, will cobble

That the new model

'Cause I'm a never-won, [?], struggle-tongued

Leather-lung, nowhere-from, get-it-done, setting-sun

[?]

I'm not big on confession

I'm excited for getting out my aggression in heaven

I'm not big on confession (you can tell)

I'm excitеd for getting out my aggression in heavеn (or hell)

I'm not big on confession (you can tell)

I'm excited for getting out my aggression in heaven (or hell)

I got all of this free will and nothing to spend it on

All of these bars and no one to bend 'em on

A bitch empty on bended knee and all the plenty

All these drugs and loves won't tend me

Grooves and I.O.U.s won't mend me

I'm broke at the base

Tragedy mask thick on the face, towel for cape

Just another foul endowed ape

Talking truth, pretend toward intelligence end

I wanna understand

[Strike?] like a stone, just be one of many bones

As time deploys its categorical rot

And it don't stop

I'm a never-won, [?], struggle-tongued

Leather-lung, nowhere-from, get-it-done, setting-sun

And I been forgetting some

'Cause it keeps me thin

Shout out to all that is broke in me

[?] I'm supposed to be

Exploding with hope openly

I'm not big on confession

I'm excited for getting out my aggression in heaven

I'm not big on confession (you can tell)

I'm excited for getting out my aggression in heaven (or hell)

I'm not big on confession (you can tell)

I'm excited for getting out my aggression in heaven (or hell)