Feelings, (yuh yuh)

Just swamped in em,

How they build up,

Like a cyst,

Better lance em, quick,

But I’m sharpening,

In the field, cuhh,

Smoking on my ex pax,

Down to a wisp,

This a marathon,

I got shin splints, (splints)

Grievances, resentments, (etcetera)

But I’m just harping on em,

Harpoon in my chest,

Let me pluck it out,

Lay it to rest,

You thought I was callous,

Like I didn’t give a fuck then,

Guess Now I care even less. (Less)

I’m cracking, ha,

Slipping, slacking, ha,

Crimping, ravaging, ha,

Limping, twisting, shattering, ha ha ha ha ha,

Ash Ketchum on these heartbreaks, yah

Ash Ketchum on these grief waves, yah,

I gotta, gotta,

Gotta, catch ‘em, all.

Catch ‘em all

Catch ‘em all

c-c-Catch ‘em all

Don’t ever accuse me,

Of not giving anything less,

Than the full me,

Your games, your trinkets,

Your sugary words,

How they fooled me,

You mighta cut me,

But you haven’t ruined me,

You mighta bruised me,

Ran through me

Till you were through with me,

Goofy,

But it’s groovy,

I’m slapping on guitar strings

My fingers always moving.