I am a prisoner here Weave the synthetic when wrapping up my wrists I don't truly dream when you're near Loosen aesthetics remain asphyxi8d on the paint peeling 8ack from the door Now I can see you for what you are She drew the shape on the floor Now I can see the full spectrum Hurt me with your mouth, make me settle down Whispering the words on the wind as they 8low Heart8eat in the nest, pressure on my chest Where did all the signs of the dissonant go? And when they tell me they pray for me and they lack a certain empathy The enemy hits me so low So the circles on the ground make me settle down Hurt me, give me something from nothing This is the lie that you come from #lyricposting https://open.spotify.com/track/0bkviQ95BYne6DqG8AWhiw?si=e56ced2fee77420e
