Seventeen

See, I have no place to go
 Broken head has made me whole
 Yellow stone below me, yellow sun above
 Dying in the middle when pushing comes to shove
 Biting on the backbone with an angel on the tongue
 Waiting on a vision
 Waiting on a vision
 Seventeen seconds until I go down to my grave
 You can't ask a question, you have no voice
 Want to go on living, but you have no choice
 Broken and cut with a second to think
 "It's all a lie. It's all a lie."
 The moment you cut was a lie
 See, you and I don't see eye to eye
 But I will skip the pleasantries and bring you down upon your knees
 And keep you there below me
 With an eye on the sun above
 And I'm filling up the middle pushing comes to shove
 Biting on a backbone with an angel on the tongue
 Waiting on a vision
 Waiting on a vision
 Seventeen seconds until I do down to my grave
 They prop you up drunken, those clean little boys
 The one they defend is the one they destroy
 Break you and cut you and leave you to think
 "It's all a lie. It's all a lie."
 The thing that you need is a lie
 too far away
 I am the one
 I am the one
 You can't ask a question, you have no voice
 Want to go on living, but you have no choice
 Broken and cut with a second to think
 "It's all a lie. It's all a lie."
 The moment you cut was a lie
 I will not wish this away
 I will not wish for another day
 I will not wish this away
 I will not wish for another day
 Waiting and questioning
 Waiting and questioning
 Waiting and questioning
 Waiting and questioning
 Waiting and questioning
 Waiting and questioning
 Waiting and questioning
 (*...and then I realized I was shot...*)