It is a hitch
That my state of mind
Has worn me down
People around me
Are now able to glimpse
Right inside my head
It is no longer
Just a pungent jury
My thoughts aloud
When my stomach
Is filled up with blaze
And my pulse accelerates
Then I know I will
Never be able to
Step inside myself again
Oh how I wish that
I'll never again have to
Hang from the ceiling
And gaze upon myself
These days bring nothing but
Injurious input and qualm
My hands are tied behind
My back and my knees have
Both been pierced by thorns
Is it a secret
Do I want to take off
I sure find comfort
In my thoughts of flight
If it wasn't for you
I'd be melting away
I'd be pouring down
I'd be bleeding out
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It is a hitch
That my state of mind
Has worn me down
People around me
Are now able to glimpse
Right inside my head
It is no longer
Just a pungent jury
My thoughts aloud
When my stomach
Is filled up with blaze
And my pulse accelerates
Then I know I will
Never be able to
Step inside myself again
Oh how I wish that
I'll never again have to
Hang from the ceiling
And gaze upon myself
These days bring nothing but
Injurious input and qualm
My hands are tied behind
My back and my knees have
Both been pierced by thorns
Is it a secret
Do I want to take off
I sure find comfort
In my thoughts of flight
If it wasn't for you
I'd be melting away
I'd be pouring down
I'd be bleeding out
That my state of mind
Has worn me down
People around me
Are now able to glimpse
Right inside my head
It is no longer
Just a pungent jury
My thoughts aloud
When my stomach
Is filled up with blaze
And my pulse accelerates
Then I know I will
Never be able to
Step inside myself again
Oh how I wish that
I'll never again have to
Hang from the ceiling
And gaze upon myself
These days bring nothing but
Injurious input and qualm
My hands are tied behind
My back and my knees have
Both been pierced by thorns
Is it a secret
Do I want to take off
I sure find comfort
In my thoughts of flight
If it wasn't for you
I'd be melting away
I'd be pouring down
I'd be bleeding out
Writer: Silas Andersen
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