porcelain slightly

Ayy

I hate your constant oscillations

You just go back and forth and back and forth again

It's like your fucking occupation

How you shatter my relief like porcelain

I wait for panic to subside

Then scrape the tarnish from my mind

There's never any place to hide

There's never any place to hide

Rotting home

Rotting home

Rotting home

Rotting home

I hate these courtroom presentations

There's nothing here for someone to defend

These long obnoxious conversations

They just go on and on and on and never end

I count the stars like anniversaries

From the window of this prison that I'm at

Sometimes the world will show me mercy

Then you shattered my release like porcelain

I wait for panic to subside

Then scrape the tarnish from my mind

There's never any place to hide

There's never any place to hide

Rotting home

Rotting home

Rotting home

Rotting home