You feel used,
Undressed against the wall again
Your self abuse,
You're f*cked up and no drug is an excuse,
But an open wound
Has never stopped you before and at least the pain is yours
On the bedroom floor
I know something about you
Behind closed doors
I know something about you
As the room grows narrow and airless
No traces left behind,
You build the fortress you die inside
Withdrawal of the self,
Isolation by design,
You build the fortress you die inside
The familiar sound,
Your thoughts become the enemy
Held in your mouth,
Is a word you learned but never dared pronounce,
So just spit it out,
My teeth on edge your heels dig the ground
And it's coming out
I know something about your
And it's over now
I know something about you
As the room grows narrow and airless
No traces left behind,
You build the fortress you die inside
Withdrawal of the self,
Isolation by design,
You build the fortress you die inside
On the bedroom floor
I know something about you
Behind closed doors
I know something about you