You

Living alone living inside, year on the phone wasted life.

Give me the coin talk down again, give me the down talk

losing friends. It’s you, superior to few, it’s you revisiting a view.

Dulling the drum down silence speaks, feeling so strong now strong on my knees, kicking the deadbeat out so soft, killing the cancer now but lost.

Its you, I look the same as you, I look the same as you did too, I never wanted to be you, I’m asleep inside new rooms.