My Mothers Only Son

Blindside

Talks about it all the time


It's a sickness he says


So sure all the time


He hates it


And I honestly believe him


So sure all the time





Maybe the one who screams the most


Screams about himself


Fed up of giving up


Clean cup please drink up





He sees it's eating him up


It's the price he pays


But it's not even worth a dime


So scared that people may find out


He is what he hates


So scared all the time





This is his naked inside





Piece by piece he's trying to build a ladder


For him to fall from


Everytime he climbs


He condens their actions


So that no one will suspect


That he's the victim for his own crime





This is his darkness


In which he will stand


This is his naked inside


Alone in a desert land


And I'm a coward


Shut my eyes and concentrate


On my shell, on soap and shower


Oh God how I want to tell the world


But I hesitate





So why don't I have the guts to tell you he's me?