I never really wanted to go back
and now all I ever do is lose control.
My feet are worn, and there are cuts on my heels,
soak it in alcohol, let it burn.
Let it burn.
I’m fixing door frames
but breaking at the hinges.
I’m changing tyres of cars
with broken engines.
I’m torn paper taped together.
I’m torn paper taped together.
It’s starting to consume me,
but I will fight to stay afloat.
They’re taking pliers to my teeth
and I haven’t slept in weeks.
I need some kind of release
I need some form of release
I need some kind release
I need relief.
I’m fixing door frames
but breaking at the hinges.
I’m changing tyres of cars
with broken engines.
I’m torn paper taped together.
I’m torn paper taped together.
It’s glass shards in the carpet,
cyanide in apples.
I'm bottles about to burst,
if I snap I’m sorry.
I never meant for you to
see me like this.
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