Both of Me

Some people these days
Spill all over the place
And nothing at all is what they hoped things would become
They shrivel up and down they go to the very foam

Well, I'm one of these people
And my heart breaks everyday
But I can't be one of these people
Nah, you don't get all that from me

And we can't stop wasting time
Here you were but then you'll remain
Sometimes a word or two might flut my memory
Ahead of yourself, it's time to leave

I'm not getting in your fucking indenture
I used some fucking life message, I'm trying to die here
You should've just gone through me
Silently and ugly up my sleep