Could it be anymore obvious?
I'm digging at wounds, stretching at seams
I whore myself out
I whore myself out
I whore myself out
I whore myself
Out

Flushed into illustration
Distract yourself from changes

Cry
Beautiful
Stencil

Stretching at seams
Disservice, harm

(This is the next best thing to killing a God)
(Like a bad habit, ah)

Cry
Beautiful
Summer

Reaching out in front for rebooted truth
A final attempt to secure my role
The emblematic wasp stuck in your car
Am I outside of the window, or will you cleanse the cab?
Printing out the havoc in several prepositional phrases
Everyone I know gets fucking tired
Everyone gets tired
Everyone gets tired of creative torture

Peace, medicine, theory
Disposal, advance, pose
Guilt, succubus

I'm driving into the ocean
And I don't know when I can die
Straying into the sunlight
Faith until I deny

Uh!