Heart in a Cylinder - Glitch Version

heart in a cylinder teeth cut the tune every small feeling wound up too soon you turn me once I start to hum pins in a circle what I’ve become love’s not a pattern yet here I play bleeding inside but a smile on the way I wouldn’t show it I would not dare even if I did you wouldn’t care pins on a cylinder thorns in my heart polished, my surface inside torn apart out loud I’m singing a beautiful tune but this thin melody could rupture soon I fake it daily hold to the line the flywheel keeps pulling so I stay in time my words too quiet my soul goes numb caged in the rhythm nothing is won I want to cry out but I just hum pins on a spinning still spinning drum