8 Ball (Demo)

Hey
 I'll go away
 You let me take my own damn car
 To Brooklyn, New York, USA
 I'll dream
 Embarrassing reverie
 I'm all detached feeling like myself
 I'll drink too much, I'll cause a big scene
 And I'll breathe
 I don't care who sees
 I'll be nobody
 I'll be the wind blowing through the leaves
 When I fall
 I will not be ashamed at all
 You'll see a failure
 You wanna brand my losing streak
 You wanna be the 8 ball
 Why
 I curiously catch your eye
 The blood that's keeping it alive
 Is the illusion of the limelight
 Manhood
 The tragically misunderstood
 And you will bury the bad blood
 I am remiss
 I am bodiless output
 What you see
 It could not possibly be me
 I'm your diversion
 I am the wind blowing down your tree
 It's plain
 I lit the groundwork up in flames
 We watch the smoke rise
 You wanna name my weakness
 You wanna be the rain