I'm looking for a better

I'm looking for a better way to say:

I loved you like a brother

I never want another name

Please share this stage with me

We are dependent on the never-ending never ending

I beg my shadow just to follow me to keep ascending

But even he is keen to see it – it's the new offensive

Cynic catching critics: in a minute I'll be passed and finished

Please Mr. Please, I don't need another punchline

My pitchfork-veins beat the better of your bloodlines

Sick, yea I'm sick, yea I'm sick of the one-lines

Drip into the signature, it's up a third and tongue tied

I'm looking for a better

I'm looking for a better way to say:

I loved you like a brother

I never want another name

Please share this stage with me

I'm looking for a better

I'm looking for a better way to say:

So here's the bottom line: I've got this thought of mine

It races out before me; And I keep chasing, trying

It's like a dream I can't forget like some dumb awesome rhyme

It's asking me to sign my life away with blood on dotted lines

I'm screaming "Have you heard this?" – I need a better purpose

I'm teaching kids to quench their thirst with empty verses

And I contribute to the situation, sitting, waiting

I've had it with the static; rather be a Killer Kid than make it