#1
About being another figure.


Statistic

Verse 1:
Hey guys, I'm a statistic
A no name souless ballistic
I'm just another piece of trash
On your picture perfect street

I'm just another number
Another faceless struggler
Alpha, Omega, First, and last

Chorus:
Some day I'll be better
Than this **** hole I crawled out of
Some day I'll be someone
you can be a little proud of
Eyes open's how I sleep
Mouth closed is how I eat
I don't love anyone but me

Verse 2:
Hey guys, I'm a statistic
It takes more than a hug to fix this
Draw me in chalk, so I can lie down

I'm just a moving Hell
Another Dried and Emptied shell
Just forget I was ever around

Chorus:
Some day I'll be better
Than this **** hole I crawled out of
Some day I'll be someone
you can be a little proud of
Eyes open's how I sleep
Mouth closed is how I eat
I don't love anyone but me

Bridge:
I'd sell my own damn future
if I could hold it in my hands
I'd take a saw to both arms
just to hold you again.
All your advices
it has fallen on deafened ears
Just forget I was ever here