I keep a box in my basement
And it's filled with shoelaces
Each tied to used faces
For when I go to new places
They look at me weird
Like"What is he doing here"
I'm just being myself
Not that I know me too well
I wake up feeling nauseous
Forgetting where I am
When I remember
I'm oh So glad
Life's a blessing
But death ain't no curse
I'm doing everything I can
To put my loved ones first
I'm a burden
My soul's burning
Life's a cycle on repeat
I'm a psycho in my dreams
Where do I go when I am weak?
Who do I call when I can't sleep?
I don't know
Can you tell me?
I keep a box in my basement
And it's filled with shoelaces
Each tied to used faces
For when I go to new places
They look at me weird
Like"What is he doing here"
I'm just being myself
Not that I know me too well