Texty: Frente. Shape. Harm.

First time on earth, going to have to tell you how to laugh
Smile like a star, a young disaster, you fist fight yourself
Like look for the thread, try to keep the gloves above your head
Time tied them tight, you can't pick things up, sit beside watch while

Today's too much for you, you just want to go, don't you?
You're damned if you don't and you're dumb if you do

Knock, knock, shoot the clock, slip into a sleep full of sweat
Think you closed your eyes, see the water rise, swim like a child might
Swear at the sun, fumble your words like a gun, you're rusting in the street
And you try to trust your feet to find you, someone numb

Today's too much for you, you just want to go, don't you?
Aching in my arms, you've come to harm, you've come to harm
You've come to harm

Die before you disregard the logic in your veins
You say the word again, you hear the word again
Do you hate the word again?

Step into my room, 1000 of you, 1000 of you
Nobody cries, you slip out of your lies, flick, night, light dies
All of your cells yell surprise, death had beautiful eyes
Death had beautiful eyes

Soul in a spoon, heart in a jar, that's what you are
Soul in a spoon, you're coming down soon
That's what you are, that's what you are, that's what you are
That's what you are, that's what you are