Choking

Your quiet and I like that,

But you’re not without the vices that you, try not to have,

I wouldn’t tell you swallow your pride,

Cause you’d choke yourself to death if you tried,

I’m not saying I have influence,

I’m just saying I like you the way that you are,

Good and bad.

 

But something tells me they don’t see like I do,

Somethign tells me you’re invisible to them,

Something tells me sometimes you like it like that.

Sometimes I tell myself that I remind you of the real world.

And even if it’s a lie it helps me sleep at night.