My heart and soul in lyrics
Spoken, hoping to resonate the empty room
My spirit in speakers
My life in ba**
I write my spirit
I write my soul
I write my heart
I write my anguish
Feel free to join
I have a pen you can borrow
You need a piece of paper?
No worries, I have an exam pad
All blank for you to write yourself
Expose yourself for the fraud you are
For the fake, vapid, insipid loser you are
You berate art, but your hand doesn't draw a movie out of an exam pad
I toss my exam pad to help you find your inner pain
You leave it blank
Hollow, and empty
Maybe that's how you see your own head
Maybe that's how you see your own heart
I gave you my exam pad like I gave you my heart
I gave you my exam pad like I gave you my spirit
I gave you my exam pad like I gave you my soul
I gave you everything
I wish I hadn't
I should've left you poor in your ego
Instead of rich in satisfaction
I should've kicked you out off your high horse
Instead of riding along in your saddle
I should've left you with a stabbed right hand whilst writing a letter to your lover
Instead of attempting to stab myself with the knife on my right hand whilst writing this letter to you, my love
Instead I give you this exam pad
Do away with it as you please, I never want to see it
Hope you write something with it
I hope those "somethings" leave you satisfied