The Triggering

You said she's dressed to kill
Like hell she always will
A modern catastrophe of bottled up anxiety and pills
I wasn't born last night, though I'm not that sharp
It's like the tip of the knife in my arm
I'll set the city on fire
Let's burn it to the ground just to dance in the light yeah
And no I'll never back down, feet straight to the ground
Said that's what you wanted
I know the timing ain't right, it's the curse of this life
But I'm trying to move on here
So cold is the way that I feel situations
Cast shade on the real
Motivation sits just out of sight
Is it all just a dream when the beats of my heart, they collide
I feel diseased, my head's a wreck
With the weight of the world strapped to my shoulders
Man I wish that this was it
A real disease, inside my head
With the weight of the world stacked on my shoulders
I can't always see the end
So let's not get too real, shrug off that next big deal
Let's blame it on all the folks
Who tried their best to help when shit got real
I wasn't born last night, though I'm not that sharp
It's like the tip of the knife in my arm
I'll set the city on fire, let's burn it to the ground
Just to dance in the light yeah
And no I'll never back down, feet straight to the ground
Said that's what you wanted
I know the timing ain't right, it's the curse of this life
But I'm trying to move on here
So cold is the way that I feel situations
Cast shade on the real
Motivation sits just out of sight
Is it all just a dream when the beats of my heart, they collide
I feel diseased, my head's a wreck
With the weight of the world strapped to my shoulders
Man I wish that this was it
A real disease, inside my head
With the weight of the world stacked on my shoulders
I can't always see the end
The days floating past live inside of my head
I turn to smile back but you've already left
In this situation can't climb off the ground
You're always so up when I'm always so down
I don't know why, I'd rather
Did you ever feel that close to giving in
Did you ever feel your heart begin to break before the end
Well I did
And I don't know why, I'd rather
I feel diseased, my head's a wreck
With the weight of the world strapped to my shoulders
Man I wish that this was it
A real disease, inside my head
With the weight of the world stacked on my shoulders
I can't always see the end
Honesty chokes like the air in my mouth
A truth hidden deep like old change in the couch
So please try to hear when I'm silenced in sound
It's the only thing left that stops me checking out