Pile of Bones

If I tell you all my stories would I reset?
Searching for a new mindset
Don’t take a look in my closet
My secrets making you vomit

I can tell from your face that you think I'm a waste
I’ve misplaced my soul, can’t reach my goal, of hoping to be somewhat whole

Failure haunts me
Always wants to drag me down
Felt pushed around
I'm a lonely shirt in lost and found

But one day you’ll see
I'm not here to play, I'm gonna stay
Do what I say with no delay

I try to be all of me
Not a fraction
You can’t phase me you’ll get
No reaction
Hazkin’s actions spark from passion
Ends in flaming satisfaction

I prepare for the worst
Receive it all cause I'm cursed
But I’ll keep on singing

I know I’ve truly gone psycho
Someday my confidence might go
But I’ll keep on singing

I'm twisted in this head
Better dead
Hear the things I said?
Left on read
It’s a lonely road ahead
So instead
I’ll lead this alone, in my zone
Till I'm a pile of bones

Everyone gather round I’ve got more stories I can tell

I grew up in a house that was clearly haunted
Always feeling unwanted
Knew that my house was just watching

My worst dreams and fears spark from the hauntings that I have seen
I wasn’t prepared for mind to be wiped clean

As the years go by it’s all coming back
The facts are starting to stack
It’s pulling me off my track

So don’t expect a perfect person
Cause I'm clearly still learning
My twisted version, it’s concerning
I'm an endless fucking burden

Jt tollas
Resurrection
Rising up from 6 feet under
Building blocks up from the bottom go and count them

Scraping the skyline's clearly written out and
The silhouette reads hazkin he's coming out and
There'll be fire burning the bridges they will fall
Crumble and rebuild up from the ashes

The wide eyed wondering world they will be asking
Um, who the hell is this?
Motherfucker this is hazkin!

I'm twisted in this head
Better dead
Hear the things I said?
Left on read
It’s a lonely road ahead
So instead
I’ll lead this alone, in my zone
Till I'm a pile of bones