I want to pull me up and lick my wounds with my old sandpaper tongue And I need to try to stop lying Need to rip my throat out, and shove it back again So i can swallow my acid spit And breathe in my words, my thoughts and reason The reasons why I'm such a fucking face in the bushes And all these times I never told my mother, that I want to die, that I've wanted to cry my whole fucking life And all these times I never told my father, That I was made a pretty girl, But shit got fucked somewhere down the line I'm trying so hard to be someone I can love But it's so difficult When I'm stuck making others happy, but I still feel selfish Sometimes I just need to Place my temple on the asphalt And slow my breathing Til it stops Listening to the purr of cars Like a fox in roadkill