The face of the timer is cracked
Just as my mind is
But yet it still counts down
Waiting for that moment to explode
You cut the wrong wire I might
But I don't want to
I want to be a box
A open box with the greatest things inside
But I'm not perfect
I'm broken down
Pieces are missing
Maybe you can defuse me
Maybe you'll be the end to the turmoil I go through
Maybe you'll be the one who makes me into that box