The Beaches little pieces

Hit the slot inside my cab
I missed the door and let it gush
The color of the deep marine
Inside my head it's storming soon
Doubting hours made to breathe
As long as I'm alive to breathe
Present drenched in gasoline
I'm calling in for a jelly scene
Took a turn and headed back
I pulled a slug in Hella lab
I drove my queues into the doors
Trading glass and holy doors
I CAN'T TAKE IT
Oh, this place is lost in my head
LITTLE PIECES BROKE
The secrets all in my head
Fingernails and London boats
They fill me up and break my bones
A thousand pillars cover me
I'm filtered like a silver screen
Went up the stairs and locked my door
Brought in my bed and seen some more
A shadow in my vocal chords
A diamond I can't explore
I CAN'T TAKE IT
Oh, this place is lost in my head
LITTLE PIECES BROKE
The secrets all in my head
In the glory of the plunge
And I'm crawling over space
At the door, at the door now
In my chair reach these heights
Nowhere to go, no
No one to find, so long
Shoot it up, shoot it up
And then storms break the night
I CAN'T TAKE IT
Oh, this place is lost in my head
LITTLE PIECES BROKE
The secrets all in my head
LITTLE PIECES BROKE
The secrets all in my head
LITTLE PIECES BROKE
The secrets all in my head