Do I recognize the person standing in front of me?
Can I feel the fear that they feel?
I'm so comfortably numb
I'm so comfortably, uncomfortably fucked up
Shame that crawls up in my throat
Expelled itself and took what was left inside
All I want to do is hide
Skin me clean of sin, clean me of my mind
Look at my hands, at the blood you may find
Don't want control teach my how flowers grow
Can't recognize the person staring back at me
Feel no fear, feel nothing
The pain in this life, the guillotine is cutting
The wrongs, the rights come back haunting
Can't solve this riddle how
Time to fix myself, return to the dirt
Watch the seeds as they grow
Learning how to let go, let go of control
Sun the seeds I've sown, is this how flowers grow?
