Weeping Wound
Tooth & Nail
I WAS YOUNG
NEVER FELT LIKE ENOUGH
I TRIED TO COMPLY WITH ALL THAT THEY WANT
I ALWAYS LAUGHED TOO LOUD
SPOKE TOO QUICK
TOO OFTEN
ALL OPINIONS I HAD WERE THEIRS TO BEGIN WITH

Castrated by their image, pulling at my tongue
I grew afraid to speak
Mocked for my contrast, spit on because I tried to understand
AND I COULD NEVER UNDERSTAND

Manic
Panic
Aggressive
I can't help it
FUCK THE WAY THEY MADE ME FEEL

Face down on the floor again
Too drunk to stand again
Piss myself again

Scream with every breath left
I can't swallow the blood
So let it pour from my legs instead
Drain the pressure in my stomach
Take a couple pills
Do it all again
WILL I EVER UNDERSTAND?

I've been fighting to find my peace in all the rotten things
Cleanse my thoughts of the cage so that I can be free

Fighting tooth & nail
Chipped teeth
NAILS IN A COFFIN

Bloody my fists on the lid
Held down by the crushing weight of regret
Embarrassment
Financial strain
All the shame
It's 'gotta mean something
Once, we were harmless
Swallowing dirt, this is me telling you I no longer give a fuck

Dragged into my name's anxiety, mar all the attempts to organize my rib cage
Now broken fragments embed into my lungs
To rearrange would halt my breath
I'M SICK? I'M SICK?
Fuck this