Bruised white knuckles
Slam this door off its hinges
I’ve lost count of all these endless binges
But it’s so hard to keep dormant
With no means at all to an end
Im seeing red again
Cut ties
You misheard me
I told you it was never ever worth it
Unwind
Take a moment
scratching this stitch wide open
A means of escape or protection
But who the fuck am I protecting
Contradicting upon reacting
If only you knew what was churning
You’d watch how you tread
Heated, frustrated
I shaking ground
where you stand
How many sorries
Have I got left
Too many promises
demolished and kept
Don’t look at me like I’m a stranger
It’s not contained
I can’t see straight
Don’t say my name
It’s not my face
credits
from S/T,
released July 31, 2018
Written and performed by Fever Dreams
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