It's hard to be what you need through a static screen.. Been trying to speak for weeks and weeks.. Open my mouth,. All that comes out is white noise and incomprehensible sounds,.
You give me something to talk about. Something to talk about, hey!. I know it's chemicals that make me cling to you, cling to you. And I need a miracle to get away from you, away from you.
This isn't violence this is just a war in my head,. I give it time but it never seems to end.. I feel a fire in the back of my throat,. So let's get covered in flames and play some games with the smoke..