Salt

I can never process (process, process) What I'm feeling in my bones Like a sickness (sickness, sickness) That I can't diagnose Some days I think I'm afraid of my shadow I show up to fight at all the wrong battles And I don't think my mind will be right 'til I Pour the salt into the wound Let the rain wash over you If everything I said was true Then why am I paralyzed? Watch the grass blow in the wind for the hell of it And sometimes I get so caught up that I forget That all of our words only mean what's behind them You can't throw gasoline on a fire And say you tried to put it out Pour the salt into the wound Let the rain wash over you If everything I said was true Then why am I? Hiding from the blinding lights I never had an alibi If everything I said was true Then why am I? Why am I still paralyzed? (Why am I still paralyzed?) Step back as the ashes rise Embers up toward the sky With all the things that I can't find Pour the salt into the wound Let the rain wash over you If everything I said was true Then why am I? Hiding from the blinding lights I never had an alibi If everything I said was true Then why am I? Why am I still paralyzed? Still paralyzed