This is about... rock climbing!!!
These legs won't let me walk away
there's a million blood cells
and a putrid smell of pain,
that lives inside
this new door frame,
her new legs
and holding her,
holding her
won't make the smell go away
I've been here with soundless cries
why do I, why do I, why should anyone
bother to play, the saving game
she's unwrapped, all the same
dropped from the top of the shelf
baby, you've been pretty the entire time
save those lips for what you've been training
I can't hold on, hold on
to what you've been saying
and I tire, of your, hopeless
no this isn't about me
its my
hopeless, hopeless
ways
you must be crying, insane
throwing your wrists under hard, hot, faucets
the way water, just, runs away
and isn't a tongue the far, farthest thing
are we all starving for a crane
long beak in a pond with safe legs, and a soft prayer
a plea to peak and still an elegant dance
when we flea, when we leave
the idea of helping ourselves from danger
is an articulate enemy
with wisps of a cliff, you're still binding your small feet
and I'm blowing the pebbles down
so you can hear the sound of release
how dare you come to fall
in hopes of me
I'm hopeless, hopeless, hopeless
don't you, remember me.
These legs won't let me walk away
there's a million blood cells
and a putrid smell of pain,
that lives inside
this new door frame,
her new legs
and holding her,
holding her
won't make the smell go away
I've been here with soundless cries
why do I, why do I, why should anyone
bother to play, the saving game
she's unwrapped, all the same
dropped from the top of the shelf
baby, you've been pretty the entire time
save those lips for what you've been training
I can't hold on, hold on
to what you've been saying
and I tire, of your, hopeless
no this isn't about me
its my
hopeless, hopeless
ways
you must be crying, insane
throwing your wrists under hard, hot, faucets
the way water, just, runs away
and isn't a tongue the far, farthest thing
are we all starving for a crane
long beak in a pond with safe legs, and a soft prayer
a plea to peak and still an elegant dance
when we flea, when we leave
the idea of helping ourselves from danger
is an articulate enemy
with wisps of a cliff, you're still binding your small feet
and I'm blowing the pebbles down
so you can hear the sound of release
how dare you come to fall
in hopes of me
I'm hopeless, hopeless, hopeless
don't you, remember me.