Woorden: Kind Of Like Spitting. Bridges Worth Burning. I Want Out.

Hands down I know that there is hope just spend this time alone, I wrote this down it must be true. There's no release we can't provide, we understand every chemical inside, I want to peel the skin away, peel it back up off my face, all the words and empty promises release them, I want lightning through my roof while I tear apart your room, find all the love I gave to you, retrieve it, I wanna take this time I'm sure that in this time I will endure, until everything just ceases to be revolve around it, I wanna kiss ya somethin' pure, give you a shake you can't ignore, set free all of the birds tied to your ceiling, I want out, I want back in, I want out, I want back in