Hell Is Warm - Intellectual

I don't know how to feel alive

But I try my best to make every day different than the rest

Every day

Stop when you're talking to me

I always stay long enough to see you leave

Choking on my tongue

You've been smoking through my lungs

I've been smoking just for fun

You're like the moon when I stare at the sun

I've always heard it said there's nothing wrong if I run

Running through my mind

You were trying to get high

Always wear you like a spine

I fall asleep before you turn on TV

It's always been a dream to exist in tranquility

Breathing out my mouth

You're the handle on the spout

I get steamed up when I shout

Tip me over so I pull myself out

Drink up all my blood

Tell me, what do I do now?

Blood is pouring out

Blood is pouring on the floor

Do you think it rains in hell when the devil gets bored?

I haven't been able to sleep

[?]

First I must face the fact that I'm all alone

First time in a while

The first time in a while that I feel unclean

The first time in a while I feel completely empty

First time in a while I feel like I can not breathe

So suffocate me

Let me drown

Both seem fine for now

Suffocate me

Let me drown

Seems fine for now

And I'm bleeding from the inside out

So I cut myself open to show what I've been hiding

Back of my mouth

My teeth are stained black

And I'm putting up a fight against the anxious parts of my brain

How do I remain?

How do I feel less insane?

How do I think?

Don't want to feel like my skin is stretched out

And I want to be able to spit the blood out of my mouth

And I want to feel sane

And I want to take the pain away

Is death the only answer

Or is there a way that I might be able to feel safe?

A cigarette will suffice

But emptiness surrounds me

I am drowning in a pool of my own spit

Suicidal thoughts have lost their touch

I've run out of things to love

I am drowning in a pool of my own spit

Just got locked inside my house

Some ways in don't lead to out

Still I've got [?] I've got the things

And I've got the voices outside my brain

I've got the keys and I gotta go to my house

My house

Slither down my spine

I say this all the time

But it's time to [?]

[?] before my body

Open up as wide as you can

Always been [?]

[?]

All the things that I want to do, I will do

Slither down my spine

I say this all the time

I'm laying in somebody else's bed again

I'm laying in somebody else's bed

Begging to escape from all the things that I can't say

I'm laying in somebody else's bed

Feeling unglued from my skin

Like my nails in my fingers can't attach to my skin

And I'm laying in somebody else's bed

Trying to get rest and I'm trying to be thin again

I'm trying to grow up and I'm trying to be worth it

I'm laying in somebody else's bed

Hanging by the slip of a tongue

No one answered when I hung up for the fourth time this week

It was me

Sipping off the edge of my soul

Screaming help me

And my mind isn't as strong as I lead myself to believe

Believe

But I believe the devil has a barbecue in hell every fourth of July

I bet it's alright

Someone's gonna see right through the shell of me

And I think it'll be alright

Eating out the palm of your hand

Will you help me to stand?

I'm not as strong as I lead myself to believe

But if it's blood that I bleed, let me be

Let me be

I believe that all the angels in heaven [?] come down on the fourth of July

I bet it's alright