my face fell off today
im not talking about makeup.
my life made sense today
we are all born terminal
we are all shooting for the same thing
as much as I hate to admit
we all are trying to survive.
and we are all too proud to admit it.
im holding hostage everything I used to believe
if you want to get out alive
im going to need about
one thousand less expectations of me.
like I said...my face fell off today.
