Kitchen Sink

Nobody thinks what I think
Nobody dreams when they blink
Think things on the brink of blasphemy I’m my own shrink
Think things are after me, my catastrophe
I’m a kitchen sink

You don’t know what that means
Because a kitchen sink to you
Is not a kitchen sink to me

Okay, friend

Are you searching for purpose
Then write something
Yeah it might be worthles
Then paint something then it might be wordless
Pointless curses nonsense verses
You’ll see purpose start to surface
No one else is dealing with your demons
Meaning maybe defeating them
Could be the beginning of your meaning
Friend

Go away… (x4)

Leave me alone… (x7)

Nobody thinks what you think
No one
Empathy might be on the brink of extinction
They will play a game and say
They know what you’re going through
And I tried to come up with an artistic way to say
They don’t know you
And neither do I
So here’s a prime example of stand up guy
Who hates waht he believes and loves it at the same time
Here’s my brother ans his head’s screwed up

But that’s alright

Times gans momentum the moment when I’m living in ‘em
I’m winning a momentary sinning a moment passing after
A re-beginning moments mending memories
Pretending enemies are frenemies sending me straight to bending me
My bad behavior but I bet I could have been a better man
Copy and paste caught me and copy better rhymes bother me
The better the rhythm the badder I am but I bet I’ll battle with ‘em battle

Better I am
Gambling man
Better bet I am a gambling man
I am?

Go away… (x4)

Leave me alone… (x5)

¡Don’t leave me alone!

Oooh… (x6)