You’ve been bedding with the down and below
On your toes peering out of the hole

The void offers sweet release

And always the thought of defeat it has lessened you
Mortar and bricks have cut off your air
And always the fire that burns deep and down within you
Has left you so afraid of love

The things you don’t say have weighed without wait
Impatient and persistent, not fleeting, not for a moment
When it seems like all you’re made to do is suffer
You’ll be pleased to know that miracles do occur

You never chose this
This place you don’t fit
You’re just misplaced
pet with no trick
wreck
Broken in need of a fix

And always the feeling of failure has trailed you
Nothing you’ve tried keeps the vultures at bay
So restless and weary, you desperately [bad word] But it’s all to no avail

The mirror of mirth lies shattered in pieces
So long to the image, now you’ll never see it
And the leaden ball that’s been chained to your ankle
Has kept [bad word] in circles

You never chose this
This place you don’t fit
You’re just misplaced
pet with no trick
wreck
Broken in need of a fix

How numb have you [bad word] 
Now that you’ve lost all connection
Your bottle’s filled up to the brim
Who will be left to clean the spill?
And when your breaking point pierces the surface tension
You’re sure to overflow all at once
And see how brittle [bad word] you

And there is no escaping this
All of the memories haunt your flesh
There is no trace of the events
Only the ones you recollect
Relax and arrest the arrhythmia within your chest
The bells toll not for your atonement
And you can’t make them stop

And always the thought of defeat it has lessened you
Mortar and bricks have cut off your air
And always the fire that burns deep and down within you
Has left you so afraid of love

And the things you don’t say have weighed without wait
Impatient and persistent, not fleeting, not for a moment
When it seems like all you’re made to do is suffer
You’ll be pleased to know that miracles do occur