click-clack,
that's the sound my teeth
i grind up my gums when i sleep
my head aches, i imagine music
that bass beat hits my brain deep
the scenes in my head are ******
the pain from the past is muddy
i can't hear my heart, it's faint,
i think i might just be cold-blooded.

there's no difference, adult and child
something in me has had enough
i don't want to smile in public.
i don't really gotta act tough
everything i say is a fact
i ain't never really gotta ******' act

what's **** to me is skeleton and bone
i cry and think dark thoughts when i'm alone
i'm not heartless, but i'm sure as hell
that i can make my heart turn to stone.

i don't lie, i tell the truth
as blunt as a dull blade can be
my anger is wild and tame
but that's something people can't see
i want to explode but i can't
the pressure is constantly high

it's why i always think about blowing my lid off
but i never really did try.