preparation exercise no. 7 (trembling) (Explicit) - brakence
Lyrics by:Randy Findell
Composed by:Randy Findell
Screening my own headache for proof
The M R I was a misprint
Since you won't let me decide
Would you just tell me which side you're picking
I'm not impressed with you
It's gonna go to my head
No no I don't need this bread
And I had tried to be there for you
I'm sober as hell wonder what stakes are involved
I know you cried when I called
Why didn't I say something
I'm preparing myself
Preparing myself
Preparing myself
Maybe I don't need your help
Preparing myself
I'm just preparing myself
Preparing myself
I'm just preparing myself
Just call me when you're sober and you wanna talk
'Cause I'll listen
And you can hide it with sex and try to regret
That I'm not impressed with you
It's over my head because I'm already dead
And I have tried to be there for you
I'm open as hell I hit the brakes it won't stop
You put some ice in my cup
Why didn't I say something
I was preparing myself
Preparing myself
Preparing myself
I was preparing myself yeah myself
God is preparing myself with a deity of
And he won't make me a toy
I am a God in a shell
Bring me some lead baby evict me instead
Stupid headache
Boy you've gone crazy
Memory's hazy
Why so lazy
Why so flaky
Don't embrace me
You've gone crazy
Mortal insects
Witness my wrath
Masters of the shadows