Rotting right through me
It’s the things, the things I want to be
All those who see these
It’s the things, the things I hate to be
Laughing not soothing
All the pain, the pain has been brought to me
Plotting to set free
It’s my right, the right to need these
And if I don’t
Walk with ease
If am free to breath
And if I don’t
Then I don’t know
If I am, listening
Plotting to set free
It’s my right, the right to need the these
Laughing not soothing
All the pain, the pain has brought to me
All those who see these
It’s the things, the things I hate to be
Rotting right through me
It’s the things I want to be
(Chorus)
Rotting right through me
It’s the things, the things I want to be
All those who see these
It’s the things, the things I hate to be
Laughing not soothing
All the pain, the pain has been brought to me
Plotting to set free
It’s my right, the right to need these