Texty: Gamits (The). Parts. The Still And The Lost.

I have planned it out
And I have everything in order
Got no friends or family
But all my bills are paid

I have given names
To the things in my apartment
It helps to ease the loneliness
And I?ve been so alone

I have a lamp that I call Illumination
She sheds light on everything
All lies and mistakes I?ve made

Small is the globe and I call him Destination
He?s there to remind me of
Places I will never go

Awake at nine AM
I?m gonna take care of the problem
Light myself a cigarette
And then a couple more

Unlike my whole life
I?m gonna get this right the first time
One thing I have always been
Is good at giving up

I?m looking out of a thirteenth story window
I can feel the gravity
Pull me close to tragedy

I hear the sound of the sidewalk people laughing
Might as well have leant a hand
Bet they won?t be laughing when I land

There is a statue made of stone beside me
Covered in excrement and crumbling slightly
Cold and alone he suffers from exposure
He is as still as I am lost