You bite
Your tongue
Fingernails on rust
Shelter
Yourself
With the things you trust
Are you
Where you
Thought you'd be
I never needed much sympathy
This is happening to me
Peaking through
The holes in his sheets
You rush in gold
Bring me to my feet
This is happening to me
This is happening to me
This is happening to me
This is happening to me
This is happening to me
This is happening to me
This is happening to me
This is happening to me
This is happening to me
This is happening to me