The Outside

Haunting me in my sleep
Are the words I cannot stitch together
In a sentence to save my life

I try to speak but I am weak
I'm caving in, I'm caving in

I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low

On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
They talk for me

Haunting me as I run
Through the dirt escaping from refinement
And the way things should be

I'm a disaster but at least I know
I've found my peace in letting go

I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low

On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
They talk for me

I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low

On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
They talk for me