[Verse 1]
(I, I can't move)
Reflection and distortion
I hear in slow motion
Isn't it strange? The proof of this concept
Lies inside wrong context
[Verse 2]
Six — twelve — eight
I'm a teen, don't wanna hate
My mother's talking, I'm thirsty
For quiet and peace in my sheets
I am hurting, hissing and lonely
Back to the lists
[Verse 3]
No one deserves my anger
Inside this home
I know world's gonna end me
When I'm all alone
[Verse 4]
The wind feels like a knife
Swallowing to an end
Ground feels like a chamber
And I'll never be out of bed
I'll never be out of bed
I think I never truly wake up (Truly wake up)