Jacob - Call Me Malcolm

Wake up beaten, but I'm broken in two With a head full of money and nothing to do Face in the dirt, I can dream myself to life Alarm bells screaming and the message is clear I don't think that I fix myself this time of the year Caught in a loop my steam begins to fight Trying to get better but I've got no answers (Woah) Stabbing my heart just to cut out the cancer (Woah) It's getting pulled over for a place I'm stuck in I've never been so lonely or so pale, or thin The pills don't jump but it's all I know and I'm feeling the monster in me Killing off the hours is progress of sorts I think the words are comforts but I check in resorts The hour, the essay, the book and the study are lying How to conceal what's killing me Trying to get better but I've got no answers (Woah) Stabbing my heart just to cut out the cancer (Woah) Inspecting my head forever after They aren't the ones, and they won't be simple as well But these bones have a home, they beckon me And my chest is a maze While my tongue talks itself in knots But I'm not a poster boy for good health 'Cause I can hardly stay awake, and I'm barely holding on Trying to get better but I've got no answers (Woah) Stabbing my heart just to cut out the cancer (Woah) Inspecting my head forever after They aren't the ones, and they won't be simple as well But these bones have a home, they beckon me Let's take a walk down every lane I've been

Every step we take is a rule we break And we're ever only moving backwards But we push on more, 'cause you always swore That we never even meet your standards Forgive me, I am sorry, but these wounds won't stay unopened When I say, believe me, the most beautiful people are broken This self doubt means that we shout But the void is always full of voices And t hey echo back everything we lack But we never know what the choice is This day plays out like the first, With a little more pain and a little more curse Believe me when I say that the most Beautiful people are beautifully broken Killing us with a thousand cuts, conquer and divide us It's a game that we have lost too well Can we get a little charity? Can we get a little empathy? The joke's on you, I only hate myself It's a war, with a prefix score 'Cause the front page is permanently airbrushed We abide by the rules, like naive fools But the game is always fixed against us Screaming at our souls you whisper everything we're not With every swipe, a sponsored snipe, 'cause honesty can rot Killing us with a thousand cuts, conquer and divide us It's all a game that we have lost too well Can we get a little charity? Can we get a little empathy? The joke's on you, I only hate myself Killing us with a thousand cuts, conquer and divide us You rigged the game and now we can't push through Can we get a little charity? Can we get a little empathy? The only thing I hate more than myself is you

Yes, no, maybe I don't know, can you repeat the question? You're not the boss of me now You're not the boss of me now You're not the boss of me now And you're not so big You're not the boss of me now You're not the boss of me now You're not the boss of me now And you're not so big You're not the boss of me now You're not the boss of me now You're not the boss of me now And you're not so big You're not the boss of me now You're not the boss of me now You're not the boss of me now And you're not so big Life is unfair