Crush them into the ground to make yourself look tall
Tough little seeds grow from cesspit scorn
Talking ‘bout all the outfits you've never worn
(In your dreams..)
Cut down to size you're pretty low on the wall
Spite insufferable
You pull my bones through my skin
Don't let it in
Bitterness by discipline
Just ‘cos you gave up it doesn't mean I will
The flame we hold inside means we can climb until we implode
You're scared of dying all on your own
Wherever you stand you'll never reach my controls
Spite insufferable
You pull my bones through my skin
Don't let it in
Bitterness by discipline
Don't try to turn me
Now I see clearly
Don't try
Don't try
Don't try to turn me
Now I see clearly
Don't try
Don't try
Don't try
Don't try