Open the curtains Singing birds tell me "tear the buildings down" You felt blessed to receive their pleasant sound Of things that break make you cringe inside yourself There's a child counting stars in their time-out of their day In the corners of their frame they are encased In the losing of a grain of themselves Pushed against the ebb and flow Wave good-bye and watch it go Well show me the honest/proper way To disarm predatory gaze That's sucking dry and never satiated You've been misused Been rewired You're short-circuiting now Just remember when you'd call me to come Take a deep breath, and then jump So fragile are bodies So concave, work in self-destructive ways You shot from the hip and missed Detaching from all of this In physical pictures you remain Spiral 'round yourself in figure-eight I recoil at every new beginning I searched for a way out Don't we all? An existentialist recall Turn in all dichotomies and truths that I gave I felt wrong in many ways It didn't heal It just got harder everyday to be still To be passing through the throes In a daze Feeling heavy Feeling cold in my skin In my hand-me-downs I'm wearing everything thin And the pills that you gave didn't do anything I just slept for years on end So if I call Should I beg? Because I'm desperate here A couple steps from the edge I can't seem to burn bright enough I'm cold and I'm left alone We're all alone Grab a hold I know I said to not. What the fuck do I know? I had a chance to construct something beautiful and I choked