Brux

I had scores to settle
No trigger discipline fill you with metal
Tunnels and forceps, bullets rattle
Skin fucking porcelain, and nothing matters
An ocean of omnidirectional anger
Loose cannon, not going down with the cruise
Drop all the ballast, then chew off every rope holding anchors
Gripping reality with shivering fingers
Skin off the fingertips
Stealing a rickety rowboat
I breathe in a gulp of nerve calming nicotine
I need some liquor for my brain, need to sink it in it
'Cause my reflction in puddles is sickening
I cannot wash the stink of killing away
Th quiet rooms pulsate like hammers in my temples, the weight
Is overbearing, this life is scary, the air is thick
And while results may vary, I
Feel fucking terrible
Can’t sleep
Nails deep in my palms, grinding my teeth
Can’t sleep
Nails deep in my palms, grinding my teeth
Can’t sleep
Nails deep in my palms, grinding my teeth
Can’t sleep
Nails deep in my palms, grinding my teeth
Yeah, I know I’m going crazy
When I’m filling all the boxes
With my anxiousness
Try to contain myself
Though it will implode
Will I start to explode?
If I do then can you take it?
If I don’t then will you fake it?
Can’t sleep
Nails deep in my palms, grinding my teeth
Can’t sleep
Nails deep in my palms, grinding my teeth
Can’t sleep
Nails deep in my palms, grinding my teeth
Can’t sleep
Nails deep in my palms, grinding my teeth
Anxiety is getting old
I’m fast, but some things are inescapable
Substances suppress them, but no issue gotten solved by mollies
Rolling in the living room, on comedown feel like dying
On this condo floor, twitchy eyes trace carpet patterns
Things never seen before
I speak my fears into my hands
Horrors hidden by the rings of Saturn