Lyrics to Hysteriantics
Looking back, I see
All that you hid from
Was all that I touched
Will I be your scar or a metaphor?
Talk taken away
Which side of me comes out today?
Time floats away
How many days was I awake?
The walls around begin to drown me in my sleep
This isolation isn't good for me
All the clocks are spinning backwards
And the pictures begin to speak to me
All that you hid from was all that I touched
Will I be your scar or a metaphor?
The little notches on my ego tell me to keep you for myself
Why am I like this?
Is it broken?
Talk taken away
Which side of me comes out today?
Time floats away
This isolation isn't good for me
I must control the way you feel
(Melt in to the wall with me)
For all of it to seem real
All the faces melt into the wall
And the paint, I think, begins to laugh
I'm just a piece of living breathing furniture
Eyes, mouth, skin, lips, shut
Kiss the doctor
The little notches on my ego tell me to keep you for myself
Why am I like this?
Is it broken?
All that you hid from was all that I touched
Will I be your scar or a metaphor?
All that you hid from
Was all that I touched
Will I be your scar or a metaphor?
Talk taken away
Which side of me comes out today?
Time floats away
How many days was I awake?
The walls around begin to drown me in my sleep
This isolation isn't good for me
All the clocks are spinning backwards
And the pictures begin to speak to me
All that you hid from was all that I touched
Will I be your scar or a metaphor?
The little notches on my ego tell me to keep you for myself
Why am I like this?
Is it broken?
Talk taken away
Which side of me comes out today?
Time floats away
This isolation isn't good for me
I must control the way you feel
(Melt in to the wall with me)
For all of it to seem real
All the faces melt into the wall
And the paint, I think, begins to laugh
I'm just a piece of living breathing furniture
Eyes, mouth, skin, lips, shut
Kiss the doctor
The little notches on my ego tell me to keep you for myself
Why am I like this?
Is it broken?
All that you hid from was all that I touched
Will I be your scar or a metaphor?