I've got a temper
Let another overwhelming ember grow into
I never get high no I never get high on my own
My hands are red from all the other
Underneath the bed is where I get to be the only creature home
My blood is poison
Teeth are made of overbearing noise and please
Can i just get a little high I want to get a little high on my own
I'm close to breaking all the other
Spent anticipating when I'll come to terms with feeling so alone
And now I'm way over here
And you're way over there
And now I'm way over here
I can see another mountain at my feet
I convinced the other people I'm discreet
Won't you hold another flame beneath my cheek
Can't you see the little creatures in my teeth
I been trying to make a difference in my crawl space
Try a little harder with the small grace
I'm the only one who wants the bigger piece of where the hell did all the creatures
I'm only half of the of the reason
My voice is treason
Calling hearts from the distance
A little instance of
Gather all the bishops
I'm running out of the important listen
Can I get a little bit high, just a little bit high like before
Priest like a leper
I am the zephyr
Trying to make a hole in the only deserter
I broke the mirror
I'm trying just a little too hard to hear it
But I'm the only one who wants to go beyond the high
And now I'm way over here
And you're way over there
And now I'm way over here
I can see another mountain at my feet
I convinced the other people I'm discreet
Won't you hold another flame beneath my cheek
Can't you see the little creatures in my teeth
I been trying to make a difference in my crawl space
Try a little harder with the small grace
All I ever wanted was a help me I'll be here
I know the only creatures on board
(Are burning shots at all the)
I want the spoken words on report
(Out through the top it's colder)
A tiny rip in my distortion
(We tried harder and harder)
Another black white sheep in remorse
And after all my simplicity
(We watch the poison hit the bar)
I chose the overbearing handle on my knees
I watched the ships burn far out at sea
(The candle maker in the crypt)
Your only wish is that it wasn't me
(Another martyr for the)
I know the only creatures on board
(Are burning shots at all the)
I want the spoken words on report
(Out through the top it's colder)
A tiny rip in my distortion
(We tried harder and harder)
Another black white sheep in remorse
And after all my simplicity
(We watch the poison hit the bar)
I chose the overbearing handle on my knees
I watched the ships burn far out at sea
(The candle maker in the crypt)
Your only wish is that it wasn't me
(Another martyr for the)