I’m Not Kind
Gus G., Brandon Pender
I feel like I don't feel anything
Dissapointment, I don't feel the sting
Paralyzed thought and conciousness allowed
Here I sit floiating on this cloud
Falling, calling
This I bring sound
Wraps my mind
Colorblind
Sting from needle
As I'm not kind
This call is heard by deafened eears
I've seen this, oh, so many years
Time will tell if I'm getting well
Rotting here stricken to my cell
Falling, calling
This I bring sound
Wraps my mind
Colorblind
Sting from needle
As I'm not kind
Wraps my mind
Colorblind
Sting from needle
As I'm not kind
Wraps my mind
Colorblind
Sting from needle
As I'm not kind
Wraps my mind
Colorblind
Sting from needle
As I'm not kind