Fringe figure with a finger on the trigger Only shoot my shot when im shattering a mirror Fragmented i me oh my Got a big thing on my mind might fight might just take flight My loose screws make room for truth If i could just scooch over there'd be room for two But im claustrophobic unless youre Closing in like a sense of doom My death drive on a daily default Its addiction to the withdrawal Addiction to the withdrawal Wish i could flutter like you I still shudder when confronted with the truth Tired of figuring out whos who Connecting the dots like lifes blues clues Doodles in my notebook Would you take up the page if i asked u Leave the toolbox Keep the keys to the lock Bring the ink and the glue Its a joke knock knock (Whos there) Heavens door Im still knocking on heavens door Got my fix came back for more Them pearly gates is a sight for sore eyes And after all i Is an afterthought is an afterthought I am an afterthought (of God) Fringe figure with a finger on the trigger Only shoot my shot when im shattering a mirror Fragmented i I'ma fight nah i'ma fly