Keep holding on
When my brain's tickin' like a bomb
Guess the black thoughts [bad word] Again to get me
Sweet bitter words
Unlike nothing I have heard
Sing along mocking bird
You don't affect me

That's right
Deliverance of my heart
Please strike
Be deliberate
 [bad word] 
Wait [bad word] undone
Irate [bad word] undone
Too late [bad word] undone
One looks so strong
So delicate
Wait
I'm starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate [bad word] undone
One looks so strong
So delicate

Choke choke again
I thought my demons were my friends
Getting me in the end
They're out to get me
Since I was young
I've tasted sorrow on my tongue
And this sweet sugar gun
Does not protect me

That's right
Trigger between my eyes
Please strike
Make it quick now
 [bad word] 

I'm trying to hold it together
Head is lighter than a feather
Looks like I'm not getting better
Not getting better
 [bad word]