Here I am, killing the mocking bird
Re-thinking my own choice of words
My ill-guided ways are so impossibly understood
And this twisted feeling in my chest can’t be very good
I thought I had picked the right path
But here I am trying to turn back
Walked through the battlefield so confidently
I gave all my will, played myself with all honesty
So why do I stand with so many shots
I’m feeling pain with my every thought
Didn’t feel these wounds until it was too late
I was just a stupid fish who took the deadly bait
Sherlock Homles could not solve this one
My Mr. Hyde has already gone and won
This weight falls heavy on my shoulders
I can’t carry this disappointing boulder
But I have to climb this mountain throughout it all
If I slip once, I’ve got to survive each single fall
Each stone I skip seems to sink
And the only thing I can do is blink
I hesitate with every step that I take
Hoping that my heart won’t break
I can’t trust myself to take the wheel and steer
Because I know each of my mistakes has led me here
Every breath seems to be on the wrong pace
Every turn seems to lead to the wrong place
Like Alice in Wonderland, I’ve eaten the wrong mushroom
The youngest bud in the summer, have yet to bloom
This feeling is so unfamiliar yet I return to it like home
How I can feel so complete when I’m here all alone
Why can’t I see past this spiky road
Should’ve been more careful, I was told
Once again I look at my blood stained hands
Tracing my steps because I don’t understand
How many people I hurt in this race to the top
This endless list doesn’t seem to ever stop
Bop me, Twist me, Pull me, Pass me
This immortal daze is everlasting
Carvings in my memory files unorganized
Fuzzy feeling topped off with butterflies
I guess you can see my song is ending
Won’t leave this world without regretting
But I won’t hang up on the dial-tone
Baby, tell the group that I’m coming home…
I’m killing that mocking bird

 
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