You’ll never say my name in solacement
It’s all paranoia infested in my brain. I wish I could reject this interior pain

I brace, I crawl. I pace, I fall
It’s all I won’t ever fail at. I’ve never been worse off
I race my clocks. I chase my thoughts with all of this lovely poison
I’ll never get enough
Fucked up all of this life. I just repeat with no sense of direction
Fucked up, I won’t deny. I plea for calmness. I plea for composure

It’s always floating up above my head. I pick the pieces up to throw them away
It festers onward with the pressuring
I feel the thunder underneath my skin

Please don’t look now. I’m servile to ghosts around me
I feel like a prisoner. I profess my disgust with those around me
I’ll never believe in anyone but myself. I press my luck with every decision
I can't stand this for much longer than I should
I could break away from all of this and (free from) what?
Hell

Constantly crashing on my head
Confusing all of this again
What is happening? I have only my grief
You’ll never say my name in solacement