QUESTION MARK? Lyrics

I've got the question mark on my heart

On my heart

On my heart

It's where I get enough

And fall apart

And fall apart

I've got the question mark on my heart

On my heart

On my heart

It's where I get enough

And fall apart

And fall apart

I've got the question mark upon the heart

I don't where to begin I don't know where to start

Things are always breaking down and then they fall apart

Got a lot on my plate, just tryna make some art

It's like an odyssey, a fallacy, honestly not who I used to be

I'm navigating the frustrations of the century

I've got the question mark on my heart

On my heart

I don't know where to begin, I don't know where to start

It's where I get enough

You talk so big, you're just another part

And fall apart

And fall apart

I've got the question mark on my heart

On my heart

I don't know where to begin, I don't know where to start

It's where I get enough

You talk so big, you're just another part

And fall apart

And fall apart

Yeah I made some bad decisions

And I missed the mark, I missed the mark

Was hit with maniac precision

And the change was stark, the change was stark

Maxed out on diabolic visions

Then my went thoughts went dark

Then my went thoughts went dark

My thoughts went dark

La la la la la la la my thoughts went dark

After tasting human blood even I

Couldn't tell you what had happened here in the park

I went the wrong direction and found pure perfection

I had the bite but I lacked the bark

Yeah I lacked the bark

I've got the question mark on my heart

On my heart

I don't know where to begin, I don't know where to start

It's where I get enough

I had the bite but I lacked the bark

And fall apart

And fall apart

I've got the question mark on my heart

On my heart

I don't know where to begin, I don't know where to start

It's where I get enough

I had the bite but I lacked the bark

And fall apart

And fall apart

Woke up in a corn cob prison

All the stalks were barbed

40 miles every direction

I just might starve

Woke in a corn cob prison

All the stalks were barbed

40 miles every direction

I just might starve

Wandering in my own indecision

And I'm still at large

I'm still at large

I had the Question Mark