Reaching nowhere, I'm just taking shortcuts
Giving nothing
Useless thinking, pointless sinking
No more than a waste
I've said this but it feels late
Too late, too stuck
Relay
Circuit. Recharge
Slower onset
Interrupt my day
I'm horrified by my filth
There's nothing left to hold me tight and push me towards more
Who could adore the act of selfish outburst that I perform?
It's all a game that I play to hide the fact that I have glorified my guilt, and you're not allowed to let me cry
Thorns underneath my sleeve push beneath the skin lets me breath
I'll confide that I lied. If I can't guide myself what survives?
Share what you will, what you feel, you can't hide the fact that I have glorified my guilt
You're not allowed to let me cry