And you stand so tall, in your head
I'll erase it all, until you're dead
And regret that I didn't call
But enough's, enough my heart is sunk in fear
Like 16
Like a magazine
Like I'm undoing a hush in my bed and I drive
It touched my eyes already shore
A fleeting thought comes in your life
Until you understand and feel
Like 18
Like a guillotine
Like I'm kicked out of home, on the down and alone
I don't care about things that are too young to know
Rusted stovetop pedal boiling
Feeling like my brain is rolling
Like underneath my clothing
Itching skin my aching body
It creeps your own creation
Lost for words I find my patience
Like in the heated moment
Lost for drugs but never knowing
Inside my home the shaking crawl in Her eyes to roll
She scale torn again
A fleeting thought is born, but the fire is gone
The tv's on and I dream
Of release
And the tears is
And I
If you've got a home
I'mma turn up alone
I don't care about things
That I'm too young to know
Rusty stovetop pedal boiling
Feeling like my brain is rolling
Like underneath my clothing
Itchy skin my aching body
It creeps your own creation
Lost for words I find my patience
Like in the heated moments
Lost for drugs but never knowing
Rusty stovetop head of boiling
Feeling like my brain is rolling
Like underneath my clothing
Lost for drugs but never knowing
