Think

Think that i've been here too long
Think that i say that too much
And i'm sure that i want to blame you
But i was once told how polite i should be

Many are the paths of glory
This isn't one of those
I don't want to hear about you
So why won't you listen to me?

I'm only broken down
When i can feel myself here
I'm only broken down
When i can see straight
I'm only broken down
When i can think clearly out of this

Fully developed
With habits and ego
And all of these things make me smell like a man
But i'm trying to prove you exist
But you're still in my head