Lyrics:

Sorry 'bout my head, its not here
Im still learning how to fear
Im too spirited for one of a kind
About my head, its all near
But Im learning how to steer
Its a miracle that I still oblige, oblige
Sorry 'bout my head, its in space
Im still learning how to pace
Im too atheist to pray for my life
About my head, its on straight
But Im all over the place
Im too making-shift for shaping a life
I pledge my love to the runt who never got away
I mend my cuts for the runt that you convinced to stay, to stay
Where is your head? I dont fret
Im just asking for a friend, hes got enemies that beckon the light
His name is Bren, dont forget
An irrational lament that you left for him on Benedict Drive
I pledge my love to the runt who never got away
I mend my cuts for the runt that you convinced to stay, to stay
Do you remember them? The blind, they paid no mind
(You wrap me up)
Split on the cusp and just in time you made it right
(You wrap me up)
I wont forget about the way you saved my life
You wrap me up
You wrap me up
You wrap me up
First aid
First aid
First aid
First aid
I would slit his wrists and reminisce it if it wasnt for my sis
Shes got heart the size of I-95, I drive