I know you want to be a princess at an inaugural ball
But you only have one gla** slipper, see how far you can walk
Before you try a pair of someone who's never talked to a god
You live for everyone else your paths might be crossing a lot
Dramatic, hearing the choir singing falsetto
Voices in my head or are spirits making the walls echo
Rap to me's a notebook, a desk, a pen and me by myself
I have no other choice, my wrongs won't write themselves
I got the lowdown on heaven and now I'm high as hell
And I'm good at keeping a secret as far as I can tell
Sometimes I say things, just so I can mess with your mind
A song is worthless if it doesn't have you pressing rewind
We can see right through your no attempt lyric sheets
You won't have a problem with stolen music or piracy
I'd tear your church down to limit the damage that you've done
But then you'd waste twelve million on a new one
Walls echo, choir singing falsetto
You're wrong if you think you're all special
How do I get you to listen?
Whatever's written is just my attempt to speak my imagination and let you live in it
Everything else is really secondary
How do so many forget that their imagination is imaginary
Don't mean to celebrate the fact I have a troubled mind
Or complain or subliminally say it's awful oh woe is me in double time
Thought that I'd be a legend for sure
Until reality set in and monsters coming for my head crept to the door
No wonder my mother would tell me that I'll be dead soon
Coming out of my bedroom, blood from another head wound
Honestly, I'm feeling pretty discouraged
Thought the music would handle itself, I've never been this nervous
So if I talk about razors and wrists
It's only cause I'm talking to those who're so depressed, not using a razor's a risk
So if this twisted playground seems basic and sick
I'm offering solace to whoever needs a place to exist
Walls echo, choir singing falsetto
You're wrong if you think you're all special
I'm so thankful, yet ready to say to hell with it
Hopefully it goes to show emotion is relative
Not trying to release ‘Brace Yourself' again
I'm more concerned with word of mouth, rather than selling it
I'd say I've been pushed to my limit
But I know at the end of life I'd give everything I could to relive it
What good is it to make light of perceived problems
If you hate life, my advice would be to never come at all or leave often
That's why every mistake I've ever made taunts me
Or maybe it's because I put all of the blame on me
I thought writing it down would get rid of it
Once and for all, but it didn't, not even a little bit
Actually it only made it worse
Cause now when I perform the song I relieve it all while I say the verse
So I have buried all my secrets deep inside, but they're buried alive
By now I thought they'd be barely alive
But no, see keeping a secret's like planting a seed
And as it grows it produces guilt from the branches and leaves
And you're starving to tell the truth so bad that you eat it
The whole thing, then go to the next tree and repeat it
Walls echo, choir singing falsetto
You're wrong if you think you're all special