| I don't even want to watch it last
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| I just wanna bask in shattered glass
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| Pick each fragment up one at a time
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| Shards inside my skin
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| Want you to tell me that I'm broken
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| That I'm finally choking
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| I'm not worth the rhyme
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| I'm just a dime, a rusty token
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| Tell me that I'm fucked up
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| Mentally unstable
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| Tell me that I care too much about my whole damn fable
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| I just want your body
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| I don't want your mind
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| I just want a noose around my neck to pass the time
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| I just want a god, please, rather roll my dice
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| I don't wanna watch the light
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| Extinguish from your eyes
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| Bones are laced with oil
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| I'll just burn my name, no toil
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| I just want my way, so spoiled
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| How are you today?
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| I'll tell you that I'm broken
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| That I'm finally choking
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| I'm not worth the rhyme
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| I'm just a dime, a rusty token
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| Flooded wishing wells are, where I like to spend my days
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| I'd bathe in pools to dwell
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| But wish I could just wash away
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| Now tell me that I'm-
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| I don't want to watch it last
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| I won't recycle the past
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| The way you smile, cannot ever beat that
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| The space between our laughter always felt sad
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| Jam a stick between my spokes
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| I will never feel at home
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| The way you cry, they cannot ever beat that
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| The space between our tears had always felt mad
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| I don't really want to learn
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| I just want to watch you squirm
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| In my palm, relax
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| Hiding in the walls
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| Don't let go
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| Takes a certain personality, to drive me to thin sanity
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| I know my place
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| Tastes like blood
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| But I won't let go |