Switchblade

I heard you coughed your lungs out Frozen solid is the only way now Couple spirits keep your teeth tight Doubled up but man I'm spending the night I try to fill my room with girls now They only make me feel my sickness And I think it's quickest just to lie down Stop what you're saying now I never wanted the truth I'm never table, all booth My legs don't stand for misuse And I probably don't have a clue I never wanted the truth I'm never table all booth Did you hear I coughed my heart out? It never fit me so I'm likely to drown My body yearns for something real now Suggesting kitchen counters, can openers, and close encounters to hold me down Ain't no one's boyfriend, wow I'm busy up in my brain but they don't see anything, yeah

Talk a little slow now I don't want to be alone now I think I'm all alone now But let me talk a little more now Am I adding to the voices Tell me how can I avoid this Tell me what my choice is? Tell me what my choice is?

I open up too easily, look at me Single sided blade of insecurities, yeah I open up too easily, speak to me Cutting through my comfort like its misery, sad

Where to begin Boston body's caving in If you're looking for my head it's in the lights I found you in Where to begin Boston body's caving in If you're looking for my head it's in the lights I found you in Low 808 Blaring through my KRK's Double spirits Can you hear it? Twin machines still stop and pray I play my role Exercising self-control Every evening is deceiving And I'm sick of being bold

Talk a little slow now I don't want to be alone now I think I'm all alone now But let me talk a little more now Am I adding to the voices Tell me how can I avoid this Tell me what my choice is? Tell me what my choice is?

I open up too easily, look at me Single sided blade of insecurities, yeah I open up too easily, speak to me Cutting through my comfort like its misery, sad

Misery, sad Misery, sad Misery, sad Misery, sad Misery, sad Misery, sad Misery, sad Misery, sad

You've got to be sad You've got to be sharp You've got to be sad You've got to be on You've got to be sad You've got to be sharp You've got to be sad You've got to be on

You've got to be sad You've got to be sharp You've got to be sad You've got to be on You've got to be sad You've got to be sharp You've got to be sad You've got to be on You've got to be sad You've got to be sharp You've got to be sad You've got to be on You've got to be sad You've got to be sharp You've got to be sad You've got to be on

I open up to easily, don't look at me, don't speak to me