Every time you close your eyes
There's someone standing guard outside your house
Smoking packs of cigarettes and
Breathing oxygen out from your mouth
They say you're wrong
That you don't know your own body
They think they're owed
When they crawl into the night
Without a care about
Anyone, creeping along
They got a hold on something
That they want about you
On your own, no self control
They got a hold on something
That they want about you
Every time you go inside
Another bowl of flowers in your house
Weighing down the room with all the
Added meaning placed upon themselves
You're not your own
When you're trapped inside your bedroom
Waiting alone
On the winds of want to wander
Without a care about
Anyone, creeping along
They got a hold on something
That they want about you
On your own, no self control
They got a hold on something
That they want about you
When you cut them from your life
You see yourself in someone's eyes
Naked as you were
You thought you
Trusted them and then you learned
No one should have to go through
The things that you are going through
You're waiting for the world to not torture you
So you learn to take it on the skin
And not to let them work it in
If you held your breath for empathy you'd die
