still can't dress myself

I think I'll try unzipping my skin
Crawl out of the body I'm wasting in
I never want what I have to, falls through the cracks of my hands
Maybe it has to collapse, before I know that I want it to stand

Still can't dress myself

The price I pay on making my head
Always pulling teeth looking for the right word
It's all about me 'til you're getting hurt

So much for craving control, when I don't even know where I lie
I stay wherever I'm thrown, and pretend the decision was mine

Still can't dress myself
Still can't dress myself

I'm falling 'til I'm someone else
By now, I thought I'd trust myself



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan A Buscema, Jacob Weinberg, Devon Johanningmeier
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