Your pressure acts as a double-edged sword Your hands would put holes in my skin I'll make them second guess instinct Rise up to correct your posture, remove all bandages Looks like we need a new face lift or just a new face Does this urgency make you want to be wherever they go Are you sick of filling your guts with alcohol, to drive straight home and Wake up expressionless screaming for me because I made you whole If concrete could fall straight through the ground The air in your head would keep you afloat Our anger can be the catalyst of our progression I fought through this medication blackout This isn't an issue about my loss This is about your dirty sheets from the night before This isn't an issue about previous loss, I'm loosing you This isn't an issue about what could be, I'm loosing you Allergic to innocence and free thought I know that you're never coming home