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Laying down my head, yet sleep is not an option
With the weights that you've laid upon my chest.
Wishing I could run, but you'd catch up anyway,
And I'm gonna end up losing- no peace, no rest.
Just stay away.
You're giving me the pills that I choke on.
Look at the mess that you've made of me.
I hope it all comes back, and one day you will choke on this.
Going back and forth in my general well-being,
Not sure of what is right or should cause alarm.
I can't figure out what it is to be normal,
And I really wish you would stop counseling me.
Just stay away.
You're giving me the pills that I choke on.
Look at the mess that you've made of me.
I hope it all comes back, and one day you will choke on...
...This isn't normal, right?
The conflict I keep inside.
There's nothing left of me,
But only I can set me free.
Not sure how I got here or how long it has been,
But I'm starting to grow tired of these sterile walls,
And there you sit at the foot of my bed,
And no amount of treatment can make you disappear.
Just stay away.
You're giving me the pills that I choke on.
Look at the mess that you've made of me.
I hope it all comes back, and one day you will choke on...
...This isn't normal, right?
The conflict I keep inside.
There's nothing left of me,
But only I can set me free.
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