Stacks Lyrics

I was eight, what an age, carrying senseless weight.
But it took five years to feel like I was thinking straight.
I'm not gonna wait to f*** up another time.
Wrapped up in the rules, and hearing less from feeling blind.
Walk me past all the bullshit on a leash. I've been here before.
They send us through hell and back, thinking hard on broken stacks
of torn dollars. Sell me everything you can,
I'm not gonna bend.
People wait, people fail.
Soon I'll crash or off and sail
far from things, and feel redeemed.
Things are real.
Things are pale.
Clocks reveal scary truths.
Soon I'll break and run loose.