Risks - Telethon

If you feel you’re wasted

And you’re wasting away

Well, you might want to consider yourself no one

Found you abandoned

But now I guess that was wrong

It’s such a privilege to misstep when you’re painfully young

I haven’t been in this kind of situation in quite a while

So bear that in mind and go a little easy on me

Slow down

Is what they said

Slow down

You’re letting this all go to your head

What’s your angle?

Better to leave it alone

It’s complicated

Just avoid looking at the screen of my phone and protect your own

I’m always hunting for new material to use against and to bruise my defense

When it can’t be found I create it from scratch

Can you really blame me for that?

Oh, you can?

I take it as an attack

How did we get here?

Is it worth the trip back?

Maybe I better

Slow down

Not everything is a jab

Slow down

And you don’t need to grab at

Everything that you see that may latch on to your need for

Curling like a fetus on your living room floor

You’re in darkness at the moment

Eventually someone’ll come and drag you out

But for now you’re just a skeleton

I know the drill but feel myself starting to crack

I write fiction and then I read it as fact

Nerve-wracked and overfeeling

Heartbroken and still reeling

I haven’t slept well in a month or so

Maybe I…

Yeah, I should probably just go

Well

Calm down

Think you like losing your mind

Calm down

Would you just look at the time

It’s Six months on, and that’s been more than enough

May have needed it at first, but fucking pick yourself up

Can’t see much of the world from the vantage point of your window

Know you Worry about the way that the public perceives you

But trust in the statistic that they don’t even see you

Like a chain smoker talking about needing to quit

You could’ve done most everything if you just took risks

I’m wasted now so I can’t be sure

But I think I had a good day today

Anonymity, my old friend!

It’s been so long and it’s a pleasure to have your company again

I am no one.

Do you read me?

I am no one.

Can you comprehend?

For once, I’m barely thinking about anything

For once, I can let the hair grow down the front of my face

I can roam wherever I want to

I can eat, sleep, drink, I can shit however I want to

Cause I am no one

It used to be the most harrowing thought

To be no one;

To be all that I have got

Please don’t break me out

This is how I would want to go

Please don’t heed my shout

I’m relaxing the undertow