Hole In The Ground
Can't feel my weight on the ground
Will gravity hold me down?
Or is this orbit forgetting my body?
Can't speak your mind without a sound
So I'll tear my throat out
Kill me and print a happier copy
And, I can't feel my limbs
Tear me into pieces
So I don't have to live in my head
Pins and needles in my skin
As the numbness increases
Thinking "please just let her live instead"
My heart feels heavy
Too weak to carry
It feels too easy
The results may vary
Please, make me a new mold
One that I can control
So that this heavy heart will not grow old
Let this be a lesson
To me, myself, and I
To not answer the question
Of when I'm gonna die
'Cause it's not up to me
But, who's that information for?
Is it the three he or she's?
Maybe the holy trinity?
What the hell am I saying?
I'm talking to the ceiling
Should I pray away the thought that you're just in my dreams?
Maybe I should go to bed
Is this what you wanted?
My purpose is failing
Let your power start hailing
My heart feels heavy
Too weak to carry
It feels too easy
The results may vary
Please, make me a new mold
One that I can control
So that this heavy heart will not grow old
Will gravity hold me down?
Or is this orbit forgetting my body?
Can't speak your mind without a sound
So I'll tear my throat out
Kill me and print a happier copy
And, I can't feel my limbs
Tear me into pieces
So I don't have to live in my head
Pins and needles in my skin
As the numbness increases
Thinking "please just let her live instead"
My heart feels heavy
Too weak to carry
It feels too easy
The results may vary
Please, make me a new mold
One that I can control
So that this heavy heart will not grow old
Let this be a lesson
To me, myself, and I
To not answer the question
Of when I'm gonna die
'Cause it's not up to me
But, who's that information for?
Is it the three he or she's?
Maybe the holy trinity?
What the hell am I saying?
I'm talking to the ceiling
Should I pray away the thought that you're just in my dreams?
Maybe I should go to bed
Is this what you wanted?
My purpose is failing
Let your power start hailing
My heart feels heavy
Too weak to carry
It feels too easy
The results may vary
Please, make me a new mold
One that I can control
So that this heavy heart will not grow old
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Writer(s): Elijah Kealy
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