I hear the things I say.

We can't stop how shop they come out anyway.

I built the bullets.

You won't wear vest.

I know you think I want to split straight through your chest, but got my fist full of bottle My finger on the trigger I take pills to get better, but only get sicker You say trying to love I only fuck it up We're fucking miserable, e I'm sinking through quick e is a reaching for help Drag Janice.

I can think it through quicks and we owe grenades.

Did you to walk away?

One step two step.

Not afraid to die today I made a missiles You can't invade the head.

I know you think that I could stop and reverse this Got my hair in a noose.

My neck press up on a knife.

You say you're losing your mind and I'm ready to try.

Please, baby, no more.

But don't reach for the door.

There were fucking more.

You like it?

You like it?

E any company Hell, Quick, quick sand.

I'm not damaged.

I'm broken.

So go ahead, rip me open.

I'm not damaged.

I'm broken I'll go ahead, rip me.

I'm sinking through Quicksand E is there reaching for help?

Drag it down.

I can think it through Quicksand E.