I'm not the man you want me to be.
I guess that's what's been bothering me.
But I'm tired now and I've figured out what keeps me.
And I'm tired now but I'm begging you not to fall asleep.
God bless this phantom inside of me.
God bless what has become of me.
God bless this man I've come to be.
I'm pacing these cheap floors
paper thin walls and cheap doors
Peace and quiet, all i ask for
Constant worry and iron bars
I been feeling this pressure
Nonexistent and I'm not sure
But its wearing me thin
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