Texty: Paint By Numbers. Plastic. Steps.

This is how it sounds as we collide
Pieces of ourselves are brought to light
Uncomfortable with this as the place that you call home
And this as the air you breathe
I choke it makes me weak
Suffocated I'm still taking...
Steps for worse and losing ground
Disconnected by these sounds
Turn it up loud drown me out
This song is all that's left of me
Buried ourselves alive the words decompose
Comes as no surprise when silence is broke
I guess I ran too far with it this time
To cross the thin line
You've got your claws in me there's just no explaining
What give and take means
I'm still taking...