The crackle of the record player I'm staring at the ceiling again Sheets on my bed hold me stealing Minutes, hours, & days I've got to get away I've got to get away I've got to get away You dug me a shallow grave But I'm okay My apathetic thoughts Are starting to fade and stay away I've got to get away What if I never get my life together Skin turned to leather From all this changing weather Anxious bones hoping it was for a reason This push and pull it makes the end much better Hopefully one day I will measure I long to be taken as I am Just reach out your vinyl hand And play with me in beautiful discord I'll never let you go I should've never let you speak I've got cracks beneath this fragile surface you see Take your hand off my chest and let it bleed I've got cracks beneath Just wish you would accept me I fought for something I never though That I would ever have at all I guess I thought I'd be the one to show you But you left me For dead My apathetic thoughts Are starting to fade and stay away I've got to get away What if I never get my life together Skin turned to leather From all this changing weather Chain and ball strapped to my ankle In the end Maybe it was you who left me bruised and mishandled