Headspace for Rent

Tip toe slow through here
Please don't wake my fear

It seems that lately
These hurricanes have a bone to pick with me
Perhaps I gave away
Too many of their secrets
The sky is aching
And not a thing will please the damn machines
But I can't sell my skin

I wish you'd say it
I've been a prick like a thorn under your feet
But it's the only way
You'll see me from the deep end
Goodbye to sleeping
I'm through with dreams and their inconsistency
So let me just stay sick

Electric atmosphere
To keep the sun in fear
The snakes and drones are here
Make them disappear

You've got your crutch
I've got my crush
And I've got my crushed heart
From the tin can tumulus
Pumping sludge for blood
You've got your crutch
I've got my crush
And I've got my crushed heart
From the tin can tumulus
Ready to combust
Everybody's gripping my guts, and god damn it hurts
And I'm sorry but you make it so much worse

I heard a grinding
Is it the engine or is it just my teeth
Do I still have my chin

The snakes and drones are here
And wolves are insincere
If home is nowhere near
Make them disappear



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Bugert Ii
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