Stress

No longer a man, I am the artist now
Visibly engaging
Visibly stressed out
I can't understand what I'm upset about
My world has a dome and you're atop it now
My baby has serpent eyes and I can feel them from behind
And I wish that I thought different but it's not my sign
Restless yet again
Nothing's ever right
I feel guilty every time that I'm not home at night
But the arts we practice here are of a different kind
See it really takes a lot for me to take what's mine
Heart is in the way
Beating through my spine
But I don't think that I'm ever going to cross that line

You're treating me like you don't care
And something upsets me about it

It was the kindness that corroded me
And i only ever see you now
In the visions in my bad dreams
In the darkness that's inside me
I thought i'd be big enough by now
To keep your body down on solid ground
I will track you down boy
I'll run you out of this town boy
I'm gonna stand my ground boy
Can't keep my heart spread out
Are we close enough?
Have we gone too far?
Now that i can't separate the man from the art
You asked me if i came
I don't know if i lied
But i don't think that i'm ever gonna cross that line
You're treating me like you don't care
And something upsets me about it
You need me and I'll be there
Until I'm too weak I'll be there