The Show

I wish that I could be

Right in the middle of the

Centre of the scene

Part of the show

Tinsel in my teeth

Skinned to my knees

So close

Endorphins

Throwing out the warnings

Don’t care what I’m ignoring, conforming

Do what it takes to fit in

Compulsion

Don’t need to learn a lesson

On how to stay relevant, I’m starving

Do what it takes to fit in

Talk to myself, I’ve been crying lately

Save your tears come on suck it up baby

I wish that I could be

Right in the middle of the

Centre of the scene

Part of the show

Tinsel in my teeth

Skinned to my knees

So close

 

I’m triggered

And how those feelings linger

Stuck inside my minds eye, the high life

It’s slipping through my fingers

Talk to myself, I’ve been crying lately

Save your tears come on suck it up baby

I wish that I could be

Right in the middle of the

Centre of the scene

Part of the show

Tinsel in my teeth

Skin me to my knees

So close

I wish I could feel more alone

I wish I could feel more alive

I wish that I could be

Right in the middle of the

Centre of the scene

Part of the show

Tinsel in my teeth

Skinned me to my knees

So close