You walk in and see me with my face turned down, Ask me what I'm doing so I look at the ground. I give a cynical smile to push you away, Choking down the words that I wanted to say. I laugh in the room, then I vanish right there, With a borrowed posture and a frozen stare. If only you knew what I keep behind my teeth, I hold it in, till it cuts too deep. If only you knew what I keep behind my teeth, I hold it in, till it cuts too deep. If only you knew what weight I could bear, I carry it quiet like a box of prayers. I laugh in the room, then I vanish there, Tracing the shape of an unmapped fear. Dying of thirst while submerged in the ocean, Drowning deep inside my self-deprivation! Dying of thirst while submerged in the ocean, Drowning deep inside my self-deprivation! I’ll tell you in the dirt if I go down there, Till then I’m a prisoner to a reflex in the air. If I let it out, would you disappear? Or would you stand right close to my unmapped fear? Dying of thirst while submerged in the ocean, Drowning deep inside my self-deprivation! Say you’ll hold me down when the air runs thin, Behind my teeth is where the walls begin. Behind my teeth. Where the walls begin.
