Strangled

I feel strangled, I feel torn in two

Insufficient amounts of two

Is this a sign of what I'm made of

Or how I allow myself?Grab the wrists, pull away

I don't want to die today and so I won't

Can't believe this is me

Well, you're drowning me

With my own hate so I won'tDo you feel they're laughin' at you

Through the TV? I know I do

And do you wonder how they get away

With that shit they say?

Is this a sign of what I'm made of

Or how I allow myself to be treated?Grab the wrists, pull away

I don't want to die today and so I won't

I can't believe this is me

Well you're drowning me with my own hate, so II was the glue that held us together

I'll be that fucking stitch forever

When you feel like there's nothing left inside of you

Just remember I wanted something I could hold on to

Are the metal restraints a good replacement for me?Is this a sign of what I'm made of

Or how I allow myself to be treated?

Grab the wrists, pull away

I don't wanna die today, so I won't

Can't believe this is me

Well you're drowning me with my own hate, so ISuch a pretty sound

Ear to the ground, no, no

Such a pretty sound

Ear to the ground, no, no