I feel strangled.
I feel torn into insufficient amounts of two.
Is this a sign of what I 'm made of,
or how I allow myself to be treated?
Grab the wrists, pull away.
I don 't want to die today, so I won 't.
I can 't believe this is me,
well you 're drowning me with my own hate, so I...
Do you feel they 're laughing at you through the TV? I know I do.
Do you wonder how they get away with that shit they say?
I was the glue that held us together.
I 'll be that fucking stitch forever.
When you feel like there 's nothing left inside of you
just remember I wanted something I could hold onto...
Are the mental restraints a good replacement for me?
It 's such a pretty sound, ear to the ground.