Hanging off the corner
My phone is dead
Blasted from last night
Can’t get out of bed

Now you feel ashamed
You feel so bad
You feel all the pain
And it makes you mad

Can’t handle the past without a vice
Never had no luck, no dice
Running in circles, never get no where
You try to reach out, but no on really seems to care

Do you see my face
It’s not happy at all
From the shadows of my last fall
From grace
Never tried to erase
All of the misery
This is imperfection of history
Can’t keep going through life like this