That Stone Better Be On Fire

Ruiner

And what the fuck do I know? 
But broken hearts, some unsung songs. 
I never had it hard enough 
so i drag my feet as much as i can. 
The product of excuses. 
Brave only compared to some. 
I consider myself a lucky kid, 
but I'm pretty good at fucking up.

Young, angry and white. 
A victim of the middle class. 
So much to prove. 
So much to say. 
When will I be done screaming? 
Never take me seriously, 
cause who the fuck I am. 
Just some awkward kid from a shitty town
no different from any of you.

Quick with exaggeration. 
Philosopher to some. 
But a story teller to anyone. 
Who, is truly listening. 
I'm inspired by the face that i still get out of bed. 
I'm over dramatic most of the time. 
Attention whore, known to be ill tempered. 
I got a way with fucking words!