Traced a square on the back of the seat

Thought I saw a face for a minute there

Nausea that made it harder to see

Dominated by the stale air

Redemption arcs along the side of the street

Just past my reach, but it's right there

Another answer that was not what I need

If I knew better, I'd call that fair

Look at me, folding in

My stomach drops, and my mouth is full of metal, it's toxic

Tasted, and I waited on the road to bend

You and I talk

And I say nothing

Empathy won't come from afar

Look at me, folding in

My stomach drops, and my mouth is full of metal, it's toxic

Tasted, and I waited on the will to bend

Picture me along the edge of a field, touching ground

Pulling grass from the root till it's bare

Something easy, something neat to reveal

Never thought that you'd beat me there

Who are you to keep telling me when to stop?

I never wanted to listen to prayer

Is it as simple as remembering to eat?

Normal visions going nowhere

Look at me, dropping in

My stomach drops, and my mouth is full of metal, it's toxic

Tasted, and I waited on the world to end

Because it's full and it's great

And it's full and it's great

Is it enough, is it fate?

Is it enough, is it fate?