Tragic
The point gets weighty
While we wait to get to the point
My keys are sticking in my thigh, get them out the pocket why
Do you keep the unlocking so tightly packed away?
Just let it out
Turn off the radiator; it's warm enough in here
My ego could heat a family for a year
I'm naked under leathers
Layers of baggage and pretence
They don't protect
I'm sweating and the window's fogging up
I'm open, we couldn't find the lock
It's open, could you not hear the knock?
It's a shock to the system
It's a twist in the fiction
I don't know about the remedy
But all of my worst enemies seem to have had it
It's a little bit tragic
There's a notch in my neck and it reads "tear here"
Automate me like a puppeteer
All of the strings keeping me at bay
Are cutting off the blood to my brain anyway
I'm letting all the lessons wash over me
I'm hoping to find safe territory
I'm coping without a guarantee
Perpetuate the addiction
Reminisce on the friction
I don't know about the remedy
But all of my worst enemies seem to have had it
It's a little bit tragic
It's a shock to the system
It's a twist in the fiction
I don't know about the remedy
But all of my worst enemies seem to have had it
It's a little bit tragic
While we wait to get to the point
My keys are sticking in my thigh, get them out the pocket why
Do you keep the unlocking so tightly packed away?
Just let it out
Turn off the radiator; it's warm enough in here
My ego could heat a family for a year
I'm naked under leathers
Layers of baggage and pretence
They don't protect
I'm sweating and the window's fogging up
I'm open, we couldn't find the lock
It's open, could you not hear the knock?
It's a shock to the system
It's a twist in the fiction
I don't know about the remedy
But all of my worst enemies seem to have had it
It's a little bit tragic
There's a notch in my neck and it reads "tear here"
Automate me like a puppeteer
All of the strings keeping me at bay
Are cutting off the blood to my brain anyway
I'm letting all the lessons wash over me
I'm hoping to find safe territory
I'm coping without a guarantee
Perpetuate the addiction
Reminisce on the friction
I don't know about the remedy
But all of my worst enemies seem to have had it
It's a little bit tragic
It's a shock to the system
It's a twist in the fiction
I don't know about the remedy
But all of my worst enemies seem to have had it
It's a little bit tragic
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