Crash
I will try to keep the stress marks
out of sight, out of mind
trace the life line, my mouth is so dry
cut it with serotonin
improvise, analyse,
I've got a taste for it and maybe I like it
Why can't I feel like you do,
everything I am is numb
I might be smiling but I hate you
on the inside
Mouthful of lithium
peppered with etiquette
stitch my mouth shut, the words have run dry
salt me with powdered glass,
grinding teeth, stereotype,
slow motion crash, the sounds as we break down
Why can't I feel like you do,
everything I am is numb
I might be smiling but I hate you
on the inside
I'd rater die in this place,
swallowing until I drown
I know you love me
but there's nothing on the inside
Autor(es): Erin Hawthorne, Ryan Hawthorne