Shell

[Verse 1]
My soul sings in higher
Octaves than my larynx will allow
My skin sitting still tiredly but
Tightly ties together all my guts
I'm finding a way to gently
Alleviate the surface pain
And entertain ideas of being
Seen as what my heart
Wants to display

[Verse 2]
Morphing esophageal practices
Hardening the lumps up in my throat
My heart throbs in impossible rhythms
My head never could erode
It's so hard to say what's truly the
Root of this unsettling in my brain
Rarely a day goes by that I don't
Feel it in my blood through every vein

[Verse 3]
I can't disconnect the ties
My throat keeps trying
To link back up to my soul
There's all these things
I can't explain or justify
To anyone I know

[Outro]
I can't think like I am only this shell
I can't think like I am only this shell
I can't think like I am only this shell
I can't think like I am only this shell
I can't think like I am only this shell
I can't think like I am only this shell