I'm not the man you want me to be. I guess that's what's been bothering me. But I'm tired now and I've figured out what keeps me. And I'm tired now but I'm begging you not to fall asleep. God bless this phantom inside of me. God bless what has become of me. God bless this man I've come to be.
I'm pacing these cheap floors paper thin walls and cheap doors Peace and quiet, all i ask for Constant worry and iron bars I been feeling this pressure Nonexistent and I'm not sure But its wearing me thin I'm Tired.