Interlude 97 by Melvin Burch Lyrics

[Verse]
I wake up... feeling like death; sleep is the same thing
I don't know when I died, or if I was alive, or... where I found this shame thing
It's like my existence is illegal; never quite feel free
Trying to figure out this void I'm inside of, and why it feels cheap
But dare I say, THIS feels right
And maybe you and me could make it righter
I'm a lover, not a fighter, not a rapper, I'm a writer
I'm a thinker, not a genius, only do it if I mean it