Desperate.

“Desperate” by Brandon R. Wagner 8/29/11

I’ve done some desperate shit, hope you don’t mind it

Lost and losing it, but I’m behind this

I can only hope, you see my, ways.

Back to running track, jump and fall

Land right on my back

And I stall myself.

If I could re-begin, just start over

I know, that I would win, a gold or silver, cup

But fuck my luck, on this…

I’ve done some desperate shit, and if you mind it

Take it right on back, to where you found it

Stay and so-so cold, dyeing young like me.

Whoa oh is me.

If I told you ‘hate’ you,

Just in reply to what you’d say,

 Oh I, swear

On my life,

I know I could make, this all right

Once more

Open up the drawer, and grab your things.

Please don’t let me go, oh I’ll do anything.

I’ve done some desperate shit, hope you don’t mind it

Lost and losing it, but I’m behind this

I can only hope, you see my, ways.

Seems I’ve fallen in a pit, just can’t get up now

Need your help on this, and I wonder how

I could have dug myself, so, deep.

Maybe I just need to sleep,

Forever, forever…

I’ve done some desperate shit, and if you mind it

Take it right on back, to where you found it

Stay and so-so cold, dyeing young like me.

Whoa oh is me.

Whoa oh, is… me.