Sever your relation to those who are dependent on
breathing the obvious in it only turns your lips blue.
Turns your lips blue.
Unfastens inspiration from your throat.

No one around so you slash pretty skin.
You told me they drove you to it.

How many times do I have to turn the switch
to warn you about jumping in the back of the cars.

They cut the tendon so you'd be too wasted to hold it all.

No one around so you slash pretty skin.
You told me they drove you to it.

How many times have you woken up in a stranger's arms
covered in the gasoline as they hover above you
with the match they ignite.

Sit across from you, why are we even here?
There is no way to make up for the 20 years.
I love trying to make conversation when I could careless of what you're
doing,
what are you doing? And I know you never cared 'till now.

All my days go back to when you would scream.
And it froze me.
Guess the screaming runs in the family.

You look tired and run-down. Are you even excited to see your baby boy?
Put a razor to the skin 'till we don't resemble each other anymore.

Sit across from you, why are we even here?
There is no way to make up for the 20 years.
So now I see the tears welling up, finally you care I've waited all my life
for this.

It's always been over, it's always been over, it's always been over for us.
A single tear, a last resort for all who've never felt.

You look tired and run-down. Are you even excited to see your baby boy?
Put a razor to the skin 'till we don't resemble each other anymore.

Sit across from you, why are we even here?
There is no way to make up for these 20 years.
If I could flip this table I'd stab you with every word that lied its way
out of your head.

I know we've never met and you'll probably never read this.
There are certain things your voice does to me, it makes me feel the ground
and sky again.

How sad it is when you spill your guts on the paper.
It only neglects you and never relieves.

In every corner and space I search for you,
I've only found your vocal cords.
Hate that I'm never certain of what needs what most.

All day your songs spin me into a romance repeatedly to the sky.
Scream over and over again repeatedly to the sky.

In every corner and space I search for you,
I've only found your vocal cords.
Hate that I'm never certain of what needs what most.

And nothing has affected me so...

In every corner and space I search for you,
I've only found your vocal cords.
Hate that I'm never certain of what needs what most.

Barely able to keep the lids open
At times I might think I need the rest
but who would want to go back there?
It's already hard enough to say I need it.

Bad memories and good times.
Keep me from believing that I can still jump off.
No longer, no longer the same.
you grow accustomed to seeing the sun in a different location.
Standing still becomes a chore.
Anxious to get the pavement moving.

The easy solution to this and everything else is to move on.
It comes equipped with the last word.
they find ways to drag you along
and dismantle what you created.
It's already hard enough to say I need it

Bad memories and good times.
Keep me from believing that I can still jump off.
No longer, no longer the same.
You grow accustomed to seeing the sun in a different location.
Standing still becomes a chore.
Anxious to get the pavement moving.

Happiness is not having to lie on the floor dead alone.

Covered from head to toe in lighting,
it's constantly changing when I'm around.
Days left before this is over and done with.

The sheets keep whispering "will you make it through this day?"
I'll practice making scenarios that aren't really there.
The corner hasn't helped in so long it speeds everything up now.
Back and forth, walking every piece of baggage off of me.

Hope when it hits the ground they turn to ash.
Sing the words even though they don't make sense at all.

I believe letters keep me warm.
I believe letters keep me company.
Tonight and forever in this room with mood lighting.
Even though it doesn't make sense.

Please just this once, do this for me.
I've seen you in clouded visions saying goodbye.
I remember when we were gonna sit each other down and explain ourselves.

Always busy, blame myself.

Your color was blue myself is making me feel that way.
I apologize apologize you're old enough to take care of...

If we can't speak go back to your bed so you'll be here when I wake up.
And I'm worried with no reason why.
Harm is an acquaintance and says it's not very fond of you.

Just this once "stay" I say. "I'll see you soon" he says.
Until you come back I will stay awake.

Your color was blue myself is making me feel that way.
I apologize apologize, you're old enough to take care of...

Your color was blue myself is making me feel that way.
I apologize apologize

This morning when I awoke from the cushioned coils,
eyes pouring their little hearts. It didn't feel normal waking here religiously,
thinking the same black thoughts.

As always you weren't lying next to me,
with that smirk on your face right then.
Were you giving me the images constantly flickering.
I'll take the advice passed down.

I see you on your side, bad luck.

Starlit nights when I awoke from the cushioned coils,
eyes pouring their little hearts. It didn't feel normal.
Nightmares stop reality, thinking the same black thoughts.

And this is the last time I'll be confused or compromise my emotions.

Instrumental

This person staring through
This person staring through the reflective
You've turned and run off with all
to the other side with you
and I know, I know
you try so damn hard to be so happy.

So you say, what do I do now that you are me?
I'll fade with time, just like in the dream.

Inherit my shoes, they were too hard to fill anyways.
I want it to go well for you, start over and do it right this time for me.

Open the eyes, look at this wall and notice the one that borrows and steals.

I do this to myself.

Stick to the side roads,
they help interesting thoughts.
You see what you want to see.

Sir you've opened your eyes too late in the day.

They wait for you in the room.
You know they are having conversations of punishment.

Last night you lost control.
Broke all their blood pumping mechanisms.
So you stand in front of the polished sand.
Wondering what will become of you and them.

They are scared.
Burn them like you did the rest.
They are dead.
Burn them like you did the rest.

One step in front of the other.
You make your way to them.
You rehearsed your words so many times.
Say it like you mean it.
You always yell.

I've woken up everyday with my eyebrows pointing at my mouth.
Making all who care for me go through all my worst times with me.
And I give them no choice... all my worst times with me.

I need to be unhappy to smile, but I haven't quite got the hang of it yet.
I need to figure out why this room has blinds that never open.

It's so hard to be these days.
I wasted all my time trying to remember
the word content was.

There isn't much to open eyes for.
I want to be excited just haven't been educated yet.
Wonder how long it will take before they leave me behind.
Questions in and questions out, they always ask me.

It's so hard to be these days.
I wasted all my time trying to remember
the word content was.

I just want to be fucking happy.

Overheard your conversation.
Tonight I'm not satisfied.
Sitting here I realize that I always think I'm right.

So it's over for all of you.

My scenery is lakes and trees
I just can't keep all concrete.
I've fallen for this metal and I love this handle

So it's over for all of you

Two round holes cut into this fabric.
And I will slide it over my head.

I'll chase you for all hours.
I never see you make the effort to chase me.
Now your final place is this lake.

Stare at me now on your way down.