I'm not bored, I'm a sullen,
Sunken, swollen gland
I'm sleepwalking through myself
I'm not faux getting old
And I'm not terrified
Of the terrifying thoughts
Still in me
Now the seams have rusted up
All the cracks seem to glow
I've always scared this easily
But no-one ever used to know
Even though I feel hollow
I know it's inside myself
That I'm dwelling yet again
Lying face down in a green house
I've never been so unsure
Of everything going so well
Oh, now the seams have rusted up
All the cracks seem to glow
I've always scared this easily
Just no-one ever used to know
Cloaking
Choking
Don't hold your breath
Rusted
Trusted
All that's left
Cloaking
Choking
Don't hold your breath
Rusted
Trusted
All that's left
Cloaking
Choking
Don't hold your breath
Rusted
Trusted
All that's left
Cloaking
Choking
Don't hold your breath
Rusted
Trusted
All that's left