Both of Me

Some people these days
Spill all over the place
And nothing at all is they had 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
No, you don't get both of me

And we can't stop wasting time
Here you were decaying in your own remains
Sometimes a word or two might flood my memories
Ahead of yourself, till it's time to leave

Well, I'm not gonna getting fucking indenture
I need some fucking life, not some kind of death
You should've just gone on through me
Suddenly, I put it up my sleeve