I can't feel the things you want me to
Even when the blood soaks my hands and
Nothing ever, nothing ever seems real
I can't see the things you want me to
Looking through kaleidoscope eyes and
No one ever, no one ever sees the way that I do
This is my closed-loop hurricane, paper house, stuck in the frame
Brittle bones met violent waves
No one should fly with a broken wing
Don't follow me
Don't pull the alarm
Count to ten and close your eyes
To see what it's like through mine
I've found, found my place
And it's not here
There's nothing to say
Nothing to take down with me
I've found, found my time
And It's not now
Angels will sing, never to me
I know you
You've heard, you have heard my heart
No longer here
No longer here
