Suture Self

The head is shot, the nerves rubbed raw

Like a tooth sharpening cannibal

I'd eat the heart that beats in fear

So it could never keep me here



I'm working on my satellite

If you could help me I might find

A way to make my plea get through

Just beam me back a little proof



I'm tired of feeling

Feeling tired

And I'm feeling

Feeling tired



I'm scratching at these cataracts

To try and see what's still intact

I sold the heart that beats in fear

The road ahead now is desolately clear



I wish I may, I wish I'd find

A way to make these scars feel real

So i could stand and face what's here



I'm tired of feeling

Feeling tired

I'm feeling tired



Mother, won't you hear my desperate cries?

I'm calling in

Mother, won't you hear my desperate crying?

I've been so shut down and I'll admit I'm struggling

Mother, won't you hear my desperate crying?