It's like we don't even talk no more Never seem to really anyway Just repeated single-serving interactions Best wishes on your way Can you see how we speak right through each other? This scene is scenic, but I've seen it This scene the cats don't seem pleased to see me This scene: the catsDreamy eyes? So I don't think they mean it So I don't blink, I'm leaving Right on the brink of heaving Waiting for life to fuck me up until we're even steven Blow out my chest, I'm screaming My broken voc-box bleeding Logic and reason is a ghost I feel just like The Machinist But in my chest it's beating I know it's there, but where I just picture puncture, just messy, Just life just leaking just everywhere Sticky on every surface a purpose A point that cuts cuz I'm not hardened I'll bleed when I'm got? I'll eat when I'm not starving I'll sleep when I rot See, this is a little city So twisted this village? It's a wonder nobody ever Just told you to leave it be See the misery feed us Keep us so comfy with company We stay clumsily drunken Bumping up guts but not loving ever