chorus (x2):
its tears down my rosy cheeks
drugs in my bony teeth
stuck in my lonely reach
ive been trying to find a way out
i'll find my way out (i've been trying to find my way out)

verse:
Its hell inside these muddy waters
I swim in those depths again
Dipping my shoulders above the neckline to catch my breath or wind
i feel I’m falling out my wings
i treat every bruise with a motive
Its been taking me a while to feel salt water that’s not corrosive
from sideways notions of what it means to be a man
don’t let your pride hit the soil or dip your head too low to stand
nickel plated all of my fears so the hail won’t chip my chromed skin
I rain down my thousand sorrows, my heart strings unplugged from those winds
loosen up my grip to drip a starter dose of nicotine
stab the tension in my stomach for a feeling that might clip the seams
And let me bleed my mile trail of all my empty feelings
id rather feel no sensations than catch burns on my glass ceilings
My childhood been over, im a decade removed from my last fight
peel the black off these leaves that crisp to skin when I grab tight
all these nips turn to frostbite, my heart is prone to chokehold
my kind of desperation is not the type that you can hold rope
A blow to my self confidence, a gut punch to pit my ribcage
dig inside my chest, claw out a fistful of my own disdain
i slip, sway on the ice
balance is off key for the baritone
play my song for deaf ears
pick the scales of my herringbone
ive always been chasing something im too far away from
lifting words from out my stomach and through the lining of my grazed lungs
I spend my days on
feeling i cant hold tight
in paisley skies Ill find a bird to copy for my own flight

chorus (x2):
its tears down my rosy cheeks
drugs in my bony teeth
stuck in my lonely reach
ive been trying to find a way out
i'll find my way out (i've been trying to find my way out)