Pull the splinters
Out my fingers
Turn them into air
You don't like the
Things I seem to
Place above everything else
I feel like I connected
To somthing else
I think that it shows
Loosen screws in
This machine to
Help it fall apart
(Not too sure about this next bit)
I do wine now
Back to back but
You don't live for long
I feel I'm connected
To somthing else
I feel I'm connected
To somthing else
I think that it shows
I wish you were someone else
