I wish I could pull this off me,
The weight is dragging me down and it's getting exhausting.
Frozen in time but the clock keeps ticking.
I fear to look at my life and see that there is something I'm missing.
Each day, I lay awake.
Empty inside looking for the next break.
I am seeing and I am breathing
But I am looking for a [bad word] reason.

As my jaw proceeds to separate off of my skull,
I wonder how to dig myself out of this hole.
I try so hard,
But I just can't win.
But here we go again.

The weeks pile up and I'm ascending downward,
Always looking for a plan for the next few hours.
I lock it all in and I shut myself up.
This is not normal, this is not me.

Isolated and alienated,
My foundation has been decimated.

Forlon and [bad word] war torn.
Problems of the world leave my face with a bitter scorn.
Please return my carnium.
And no has one [bad word] word to say
To elaborate on how everything is going to be OK.
Grief, despair, anger, animosity.
I feel hollow, but filled up with sorrow,
But I keep my head up for a better tomorrow.
Grinding my teeth down flat.
 [bad word] along and my incisors are gone.
Lift the curse off of my face.

Relieve me of my burden,
So I can know my own name.
Take a deep breath and blow away the storming rain.

I want to reassume my body.
I want you to recognize my face.
If I could turn back time to a better day,
Then maybe I would stop grinding my teeth.