Fiction ​

4am

I'm diving, fiction so they better listen
Living on pension i'm out of blessings
It's hard to sleep at night
I'm getting less and less, it's
Hard to be alright
Better to keep them guessing
I can quit, it's easy
But you don't believe me
Running in circles, I feel like a CD
Never want 3, I got 1 from the genie
Wish on the bros, wanna make sure they eating
We didn't work, so my memory deleting
Sooner than later I'm losing my meaning
I miss the simple times, it was easy
If there was an ending
I'd pay for the screening i'm torn apart
There's no sense in losing my heart
Felt so bizarre
Who knew doing this would be hard
Try one more time
And I'll leave the scene with a scar
It's coming back
Slowly, I've been falling apart
I've tried my hand
And got the better ending won't fail again
Or I'll lose all my blessings
You burn my checks
But that's okay, I'm debting
Chip in my eyes now I'm battle ready
Can't talk, can't speak i'm out of breath
I lost all my common sense
It gets hard to see the snakes
When everybody is your friend