My reply is no

It’s like “to be or not to be”
It twas a simple question
Standing at the edge of a cliff shaking violently and leaving me guessing

I have no rope tied to me and the fall looks mediocre
This will never work
Ask it to be my chauffer

Shaking it up and guzzling its answers
It’s affecting my breath control
It’s freeing my soul
No more choices
A roll of the dice

“As I see it Yes”
“As I see it No”
No one to consider when it’s “Decidedly so”

I used it once in a bind and now I’m using it for every step I take
Left or Right
All my choices, it negates.

Control Freak that I love
Tell me I’m imperfect and falling like a dove
Small and Round with a number eight
The answer “Yes” is why I wait.

So I’ll Jump, but before I do who are your sources?
Telling you “Yes”
Telling you “No”
Who is the one that truly makes all my choices?

Who is the one that gives a clean slate?
Is it me?
Or is it Fate?

Will I survive this fall?
“Out look not so good”
You’re worthless
I should have never questioned you at all.

Oh I’m trapped between easy decisions
And complicated liven

Yes and No’s were so easy without the gray
Just Black and White with no more dreams of Mandalay
Wings would be nice at this moment
I would get up and fly away from my problems
Get up and fly away
Have someone else solve em’

Responsibilities a joke that grabs you with a tight grip
Puts you in a choke hold that fills you with flem and till you can’t spit

That’s why I use my magic eight ball
Making my decisions without waiting for my conscious to call

Now I’ll shake you one last time
So you can give me a life with some flowing lines