Mouth Full of Dirt
Tipping the scales in the wrong directionBiting my tongue until it bleedsYou saw the panic washing over my faceAnd now you're watching me rinse and repeatI want you to stay but I don't want to be hereIts time for a break but the timing is not that great for meAlways expecting the worstI'm pleading my case with a mouth full of dirtHoping to bury you with every word that's left unspokenI want to feeling something, anything
And I don't need to self medicate
I'm already numbThe television doesn't hold my attentionIt only keeps me from falling asleepThe emptiness is filling up the spaceIs this reality or is it a dream?I wanted to stay but you don't want to be hereAm I too late or am I where I'm supposed to be?Stimulate me before the void annihilates me