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The feelings may not form sentences Emotions have a way of feeling paper thin The words always escape the caves they're in It might take some time But the tale is in the rose bud blood vessels Cheeks cannot stay silent nor can thrush forever Holding back my tongue won't resolve the pressure It's gotta get some time And I've been tryna break the silence for a minute now I feel like I'm surrounded by the moment And the consequence of holding it in, holding it in Holding it, holding everything in I'm gonna break some time So let me speak my mind At least let me try Yeah, let me speak my mind I've let you do the same about a million times My nerves are wearing down to the thinnest wire You only hear me out when I'm preaching to the choir The current in my body is a hurricane Storming over tributaries of my veins We only ever talk drunken stumbling Inhale, maybe we'll be equal Exhale, maybe I'll believe you