I felt the blisters below the verse. And the universe waiting to explode. And I felt the words crawl out of my skull. And now you know exactly what you showed.
Let other words fail, I don't find it fair but anyway. This little string keeps on pulling. I gotta pull myself down some different path. Inside my mind it needs out, I gotta trip myself away.
Quietly thinking to myself. Sharing half our mind instead of none. The shaking's just begun, the pleasantries are gone. This sad exchange pleased neither one of us.