When my brains tickin' like a bomb
Guess the black thoughts have come again to get me
Unlike nothing I have heard
What looks so strong, so delicate
I'm starting to suffocate
What looks so strong, so delicate
I thought my demons were my friends
I tasted sorrow on my tongue
And this sweet chocolate gun does not protect me
What looks so strong, so delicate
I'm starting to suffocate
What looks so strong, so delicate
I'm trying to hold it together
Head is lighter than a feather
Looks like I'm not getting better
I'm coming undone too late
I'm starting to suffocate