Anchors

I'm ready for a sign, but this infection leads me to believe the road is dark ahead Demons swim in my veins; they do unspeakable things, but never bleed me to death I told you so; I'm getting better everyday I'm so sorry you feel so small, but I can't feel at all I speak to spirits who haunt so blindly; filling this cold room, they're all inside me I hear them laughing as I start to fade away I'm ready for the downfall; my lips taste sweet but they're a loaded weapon So keep praying for my broken soul; the dirty hand that feeds also tightens the rope I'm not saying you're crazy but all these temporary fixes are so tiring lately The words they spill out both sides of your mouth So hard to keep it all down but your eyes will always give you away So sorry you feel so small and it won't be the last time As their faces begin to fade they leave behind this agony Pushing back and forth; I'm not ready; we're not ready But I'm grateful for you; I'm not ready; we're not ready I feel your faith start to crumble, but I will be fine Bruised and broken, they're still living in me Twisting the words that you say When hearts aren't open, what's left in this world When every beautiful note goes unheard? Pushing back and forth; I'm not ready; we're not ready But I'm grateful for you; I'm not ready; we're not ready Leave me alone, cause my thoughts aren't warm anymore Got this anchor to keep my high hopes down; I'm not ready; we're not ready I read between the lines The words you speak with heavy hands as they hold what's on the inside But drifting further away, I'm holding steady but the water still seems so strong I feel my body shake as the guilt slips away to let my heart feel safe But the damage that is left undone won't trace the smile on my face We're not so small anymore; not like we were before Not like we were once before Pushing back and forth; I think we're ready; we are ready But I'm grateful for you; I think we're ready; we are ready Leave me alone, cause my thoughts aren't warm anymore Got this anchor to keep my high hopes down; I think we're ready; we are ready