When the world came crashing down,
Your shoulders were breaking out of this town.

Your skin doesn't stick together like it used to when you were young,
Watching the spiders as they are strung,
From the wall you're a nobody's girl,
I'm here to hold you as you hurl,
The catastrophes your eyes have taken,
and if I'm not mistaken,
you're in love with me,
I swear I won't flee.

Keep your demons close,
Taking all of those blows,
I don't know how you do it,
I'd have quit and had a fit,
You're nothing but a husk,
Waiting for dusk to break fake fallacies,

I said that, "I wanna see you happy"
Well, let's not get too sappy,
Otherwise I just might cry,
You're no stranger to asking why,
I'm a mama's boy you're just a broken toy,
but you're gonna wanna stick with me,
I'll show you every tree by the sea,
I'll reveal what the hell they mean by smile,
I never wanna see you on an Isle alone.

Fall down and scrape your knees,
Hit your head and make your nose bleed,
Cry so hard and break your own soul,
Maybe even break my heart.

Well I didn't know it'd be so hard,
Watching you break your arms,
Holding you oh-so tight,
Just to keep your eyes from falling out.

Feeling bad because I forced you,
Pushed you down some stairs you weren't ready to go down,
Now your guts have been revealed,
Your mother won't leave you alone,
And everyone's gonna know your guts aren't red,
But a deep sea green,
A disease made up of a broken child,
And maybe even some teeth you've been missing since second grade.

You asked me to promise you that I will plant my roots,
And I do, oh god I do,
My tree trunks have been still since the day I kissed your cheek,
You are worth my soul and more,
And should you leave me for the underworld,
I would follow you right down,
Some would call that unhealthy but I've got my future so far and hopeful just from looking at you.

Well I didn't know it'd be so hard,
Watching you break your arms,
Holding you oh-so tight,
Just to keep your eyes from falling out.

I've been searching,
I don't have much time,
Cause time will run out,
All I can do is give you my address,
Maybe you'll find me there,
But maybe you won't,
Cause I'll be out.

Looking under rocks,
Throwing stones into the river,
Looking through grass,
Chewing seeds until my teeth wear,
Looking behind sheds,
And breaking inside to get to the tools.

I'll forget to leave a note,
And you'll wonder where I am,
If I'm searching for a God,
Or my indestructible purpose,
I sometimes wonder,
If purpose if my God,
Because that's all I pray to,
Yet despite my conclusion,
I'm still...

Looking under rocks,
Throwing stones into the river,
Looking through grass,
Chewing seeds until my teeth wear,
Looking behind sheds,
And breaking inside to get to the tools.

In the nighttime we,
In the nighttime we become alone,
Welcome to our secret dreams,
These screams that meditate our isolation,
Ice under our bed frames keep the fire low,
Sedated is the way that is way inside of me.

Now the sky is closing up in itself,
Give me your eyes,
Time won't matter once we're home,
Just don't look at the ground below yourself.

The fire under the bed,
The fire under the bed, oh, there it goes,
Let it go.
It wasn't an invitation or introspection,
But I guess the point of facing a new direction is to move ahead,
Ruckus before our feet become coals and hot bones,
Not until we move again will the sun appear from the black hole,
I'm disappointed in the end, when it's just laying down,
Let us go,
Watch us go into a brand new home.

Now the sky is closing up in itself,
Give me your eyes,
Time won't matter once we're home,
Just don't look at the ground below yourself.

I address a lot of people,
And a lot of strangers,
To them I tell stories about a promised world,
Yet I never reveal the secret of it all,
Cause I don't really know, myself.

Whether it's heaven or something we make,
I just want the peace of mind that I'm not alone in this,
Hard to speak your mind when your mind is clogged up.

I'm trying to figure it out- what's the purpose of it all?
But I've noticed that the purpose becomes worthless when you compare yourself,
If the drawings in my notebook were ever to be sold, I would make not a cent because- as I'm told by my head- everyone's better than me,
So let the purpose be worthless and pave your own world,
The path has never been set, you're walking a grassy road that hasn't been trodden just yet.

Whether it's heaven or something we make,
I just want the peace of mind that I'm not alone in this,
Hard to speak when your mind is clogged up.

I'm sorry that life,
Seems to want to **** your light,
It's pretty complicated I get it,
But just stick by me, don't fret it,
We're ******* up heads,
Stuck in a warp in a bed by a park,
We'll wander at that park until dark,
Once it's dark we're gonna embark,
On a road, on declining steep,
Until we take it and reap what we sow.

Visit that old dome,
Back at the bad home,
Where all the nightmares seem to get you down,
Now, I don't wanna see you frown, but it's only natural,
In the memories it's just a fracture of all-
All those inspiring killing storms,
If it was your thoughts that you form-
Talk to me in this school, in this house, in this landscape,
Where you seem to make your own tape fake-
It's way up a drain,
You're a mother's main name to pain,
At least that's what she tells you.

I'm sorry that life,
Seems to want to **** your light,
It's pretty complicated I get it,
But just stick by me, don't fret it,
We're ******* up heads,
Stuck in a warp in a bed by a park,
Now in that park I want you to start,
To imagine yourself in place away from here,
Whether it's far or near,
You need to understand that life is what you'll make it,
It's time to stop faking it so that you can take it,
Bringing living back to reality,
Instead of resulting in casualty.

s l e e p  o n  a  s u n n y  d a y,

r o c k i n g  t h e  c h i l d h o o d  a w a y,

I'm not done yet, not even close.

l a y  d o w n  t o  s i n k  f u r t h e r,

y o u  a r e  s u c h  a  c o w a r d,

I'm not done yet, not even close.

f i n d  G o d  i n  d e a t h  n o t  l i f e,

b e a t  y o u r s e l f  f o r  y o u r  s t r i f e.