I drank myself into a hole
that my tongue dug
the bitter taste of soil fills my mouth
I'm choking, such a struggle
for such lovable contempt
but it's a comfort that I couldn't live without
I'm concerned that everyone resents me
thinks me foolish, just a kid
that I might murder my own mother
or that I already did
check the closet
see what you find
just some old skeletons
but don't be sure that they're even mine, cos

every heartbeat is a coffin slam
and every street is deathrow
won't someone untie my hands?
I'm not ready to go,
not ready to fly
still waiting on these wings
to grow inside this uncertain body
change takes time

there's so much regret in the rain
dropping deadweights
and piggybacking rides across our lungs
pitching tents in the looks that we don't see
and in the songs that are never sung
(open your eyes)

a 4am smile is all I need
from a stranger on the street
to remind me that the world isn't all that it seems
locking dreams in their backpacks
everyone retreats
to leave me feeling free and alone

every heartbeat is a coffin slam
and every street is deathrow
won't someone untie my hands?
I'm not ready to go,
not ready to fly
still waiting on these wings
to grow inside this uncertain body
change takes time