Skeletons from Tempo Tantrum by The Amorphous Blob Orchestra

My notebook is a
closet full of skeletons all yelling
and I'm actin like I'm happy but in fact I'm just remembering
These demons I'm dreaming
You can't see em but I'm fighting em
They're pullin me right back into
that hole that I've been hiding in

Lately i’ve been regressing
‘cause all these ugly traits i’ve repressed
see, I’ve barricaded myself in with lies
now it feels like I’m about to explode from inside
save me! I yell, but there’s nobody there
even if there were, well why should they care?
done nothing but trade in what good’s left for bad
now I try to hide, but it’s all in my head

Temptation is the devil, and I've become the party’s hostess
selfishly I revel, but this smile is a hoax
wish I could turn back time and figure out where i went wrong
but I wonder if this is just the person I’ve been all along?
so now I write a song to give off the impression I’m coping
I’m hoping that you can’t see through this wall that I’ve been molding
holding onto guilt as if it’s something to coddle,
but no longer can I stand to feel this heart throb while it’s hollow

• Punk
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