August

I'm not into losing control

I lie beneath the chaos and let the movement stir in my soul

The imagery alive beneath the night

For good shows in the artificial lights

I just about figured how to die

Just for fun, I held a blade up to my thigh

Why is human so twisted?

But I do feel like I've been here before

And I do

Grip my arms and I do

Grip my sides and I do

Need to hold myself together

As if I wouldn't make it through the night

Why don't you run like

You did when you were younger

I have this image in my head

I have this image in my head

Of what I think I am

An honest hill comes spillin' through

I'm not sure if he's listening but I'm talking to you

And in his head I'm sure he knows

What swells up in my chest always comes up in my throat

Well I've, I have been here before

Fallin' over, move some pressure around

So flip her or fold her

Just don't let her stay there on the ground

And I do

Grip my arms and I do

Grip my sides and I do

Need to hold myself together

As if I wouldn't make it through the night

Why don't you run like

You did when you were younger

I have this image in my head

I have this image in my head

I can run fast enough