My heart’s just a stationery object
Today’s it’s moving, I’m wondering if it’s gone yet
I know it’s alive, I feel the strike of pain I’m a little just stagnant
Do you know this never-ending journey’s of this train?
How the river flows into slow waves of pain
Attacking the banks as it rises, knowing full well they can’t contain
I never bought this ticket, it shouldn’t read “One way trip to Satan’s Domain”

  My head’s free and always falling
With the stationery object it’s brawling
I’m in love it’s calling, the other’s screaming it’s fucking appalling
They both have their ways to find you all the more adoring
I just can’t think right now they are to busy, their both boxing
I can see that I’m blind, just leave me in your intoxication
I don’t care that I’m “Your Victim of  exploitation”

   My body’s stiff and constantly shaking
My head summarizes everything, could you have been faking
My heart’s still going strong, it’s fight back, my head must be just mistaking
How can it be so strong through all this bleeding, I feel it aching
Ask me what the fuck is wrong with me? Thought pending
I’ll stay sane, when I’m in pain, scream not fuck you too, just hear me screaming
I love you “I’m your heart to be breaking”