Bethlehem Steel Alt Shells
I wish I could fall apart
See how long it takes to get back whole again
Maybe you could break my heart
And I won't care
I wish I could leave my bed
If my body could hold above me
I can barely lift my head
And only know that something
I'm always come in shapes and figures
People around me, I take on their feelings
Why do we create our own importance
Actually, we don't mean anything at all
Don't just focus on empty space
As if waiting for something to grow
Would you just stare at your own empty chest?
