Lyrics: Madelyn Iris Munsell
Music: Madelyn Iris Munsell
I keep my hands tied tight behind my back
And still seem to move on
I lost my balance keeping track
I won't be let go to live on
Gas station bathrooms, grocery bags
Thrown in the trash like I've done wrong
Everything got in the way, bent me over, made me stay
I lost myself when I put you on
My violent dreams
They donโt keep me here
Itโs the simple things
That make me want to disappear
Iโm overstimulated, lock jaw, deprecated
Turning upwards at the corners of my mouth, a smile so
Grossly simulated, force manipulated
Slipping further to the blur
And Iโm pixelated
Iโm pixelated
I dream of breaking myself off
In small, digestible pieces
All bite and falling off the bone
To fit in all the right places
Faceless, trace my outline
Gray the space between you and my
Safest solemn places where I
Save, replay, and brace for my decline
My violent dreams
They donโt keep me here
Itโs the simple things
That make me want to disappear
Duplicity
My mortality
Will I feel it
Will my bones split
When I try to disappear?
Overstimulated, lock jaw, deprecated
Turning upwards at the corners of my mouth, a smile so
Grossly simulated, force manipulated
Slipping further to the blur
And Iโm pixelated
Iโm pixelated
Grossly simulated, force manipulated
Slipping further to the blur
And Iโm pixelated