MORE BEHIND THE EYES

A little bit of loss

A little tragedy

Looking at myself now most of it has paid off

You can ask me at what cost

Looking like a rag doll letting myself go

Sleeping in my car in the snow covered with my clothes

All the times I did everything on my own

Like some kind of disciplined narcissism

I learned to love myself when I was low

And yeah I hate myself sometimes

But I know

I've always been so far from crossing a line

And you can ask me at what cost

And I'll tell you they say yellow is the color of ego

It's the color and a cost of my halo

And everytime they looked down on me in my hole

I let it destroy me

Dont shrug it off

No

Let that wolf feed

Find your flow

You can ask me at what cost

Enough ego to know you're better off

Alone

I lose my halo when I'm alone

And my fangs grow

And when my fangs rot with yellow

They say I'm someone they dont know

But in my chaos I've found control

And these fangs and my halo have made me whole

Cause I didnt know this part of myself either, but I learned to love myself when I was low and now that I've learned to love my shadow I might have become a narcissist but at least now my shadows not black, but yellow