[&] Delinquents

Visitor, come to my room
 And see all the trash I've made
 Stay a while, I'm on the verge of laying it down
 A vagabond and all his trash in search to find his crown
 Your mind is like a candle stick
 And my ambitions are constantly burning out
 I'd hate to rain on your parade
 But everything you know is taken by this flood
 You were blind but there's no hope
 Dig a hole but there's no blood
 Who am I to pretend?
 And who am I to recommend there is something less
 Than timelines and whores that drag you back to the floor
 And cut your eyes out?
 Find me, oh Saint, I'm bending
 Breaking at my knees praying
 I'm exposed, this earth has taken pride
 In seeing my most vulnerable state
 Well, I find no humor
 In letting yourself stray away
 From those pictures
 When they cause you to see shame in yourself
 Well, you can run from your problems
 But they'll follow you like a trend
 One shot to forgetting
 Six shots to falling in the end
 I was the king of kings, I stand for one rule and one rule for myself
 As a man, I will fall, and as my son, you've watched it all
 Behind every mask lies a man
 Who can't live in his own skin
 He lives by the flask
 He bathes in his past
 And he dies by his own sins