My bones hurt me over and over again
My veins ache and bend and break
with them and my skin just doesn't
protect my heart or my head anymore
The instructions firing in my skull
are moving me in all the wrong directions
These messy thoughts have got me twisted
and wandering in the middle of the night
My wiring is all misconstructed,
malfunctioning,
severed & frayed
Just cut the chord
Sell my insides like strips of metal
Maybe they'll work just fine,
under the control of a braver mind
Aug 28, 2013
Aug 28, 2013 at 3:22 AM UTC
My bones hurt me over and over again
My veins ache and bend and break
with them and my skin just doesn't
protect my heart or my head anymore
The instructions firing in my skull
are moving me in all the wrong directions
These messy thoughts have got me twisted
and wandering in the middle of the night
My wiring is all misconstructed,
malfunctioning,
severed & frayed
Just cut the chord
Sell my insides like strips of metal
Maybe they'll work just fine,
under the control of a braver mind
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