what's wrong

2 years gone, came back as some bones and so cynical, this skin don't feel like home, it's all overgrown but you'll never know, take the mirror from the wall so i can't see myself at all, don't wanna see another damn inch of my skull, forget the poems of saints and ghosts, i'm the one i fear the most, little did i know that i was only crying wolf, i know it's so wrong but i'm so far gone, don't need you to tell me i'm so cynical, quit being so over-skeptical, don't need a metaphor for you to know i'm miserable, i don't need a metaphor for you to know i'm miserable, push and pull, oh it's all getting old, no i didn't want this throne, only fools make feasts of gold, they rot the fruit on tables, when did i get so pitiful, just a goddamn corpse in a centerfold, you got my back against the wall, and now i can't ever get comfortable, no i never sold my soul, if i ever do throw my bones to the wolves, no i never sold my soul, no i never sold mine, i know it's so wrong but i'm so far gone, don't need you to tell me i'm so cynical, quit being so over-skeptical, don't need a metaphor for you to know i'm miserable, i don't need a metaphor for you to know i'm miserable, i don't need a metaphor for you to know i'm miserable, no i never sold my soul, no i never sold my soul, no i never sold my soul, no i never sold my, i know it's so wrong but i'm so far gone, don't need you to tell me i'm so cynical, quit being so over-skeptical, don't need a metaphor for you to know i'm miserable, i don't need a metaphor for you to know i'm miserable, i don't need a metaphor for you to know i'm miserable