Two Six

I love the way your shame pools up in my belly button
There's a bell around my neck that rings whenever I lie
I love the way my pain runs its fingers through your something
And the harder I try to stop, the harder I try

I'm a victim of my anger
Running laps around myself
My lips fall limp from all your anger

We're living out of aeroplanes
With windows made of cellophane
Where no one ever says your name

I'm a victim of my anger
Running laps around myself
My lips fall limp from all your anger

I want to scream
I clench my jaw until my skull explodes

It's not ok
It'll be ok
It's not ok
It'll be ok

I love the way your shame
Pools up in my belly button
Love the way my pain
Runs

I'm a victim of my anger
Running laps around myself
My lips fall limp from all your anger

I'm a slave to my sensation
Running laps around myself
I never wanted you to say we're...



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