원문 가사
EN번역이 아직 없습니다. 원문 가사를 표시합니다.
Break me into something worth it
More than the heads of statues
Even if the trend reconciles itself I will still wake up wishing I didn't
So maybe instead I'll choke on these anti-anxiety pills
So I don't have to swallow the flavor of life floating away
In your hands against his chest or my head against the bathroom floor
But every morning is a clean slate
And my back starts to break. My face starts to change
Alignment of the way I act and the way I am
Because in my mind it's an emptiness
Multi-foliate
An abundance of layers buried out of necessity
A laundry list of accomplishments
Stage the disease
Control the crisis
Sell your soul to words that mean nothing
