I am the bits from when the bomb went off inside of me
Over time I changed from dust into the air your breathe
I heard a voice that begged "Please come home"
And I said "No, thank you"
I am the sentry in the back, I let you take the lead
I am the eyes and ears of truth, watch what you say to me
Son of the world, I made your middle name Nothing
It says what you are to me
Calculate currents and I welcome the windows down
Once a snare, turned to a noose
Most of the time I keep the lion in line
Except for when I think of you
I am the scribe, I sit inside and take the landscape in
My pen spews only truth, don't even question it
And I recall what a sweet offer
Then I wrote "No, thank you"
Calculate currents and I welcome the windows down
Once a snare, turned to a noose
Most of the time I keep the lion in line
Except for when I think of you
I never tried to dodge collision or catastrophe
I only tried to do the best with what would come to me
I never thought that I could feel so small...
Until I walked away from you
Calculate currents and welcome the windows down
While I f*cking hang from a noose
Most of the time I keep the lion in line
Except for when I think of you