I am not a necessary voice The future is not my choice Proverbially one of the boys I am only adding to the noise

I am the status quo I denominate the ratio Not a martyr or a cherry bomb I am the echo of a fading song

Listen to my silence

Don't call it a sickness Don't call it the blues I'm nobody's victim And if I was, what would it be to you? My earthly offering Devoid of salt A youth spent squandering And I know full well my life is my fault

My life is my fault

Self deprecation Poison to the soul But one ounce of clarity Can return a hundred fold I don’t need your pretense Pity or resolve I just need to know full well When anything goes my life is my fault

My life is my fault