I bet your

Summer set

That you sever heads so you know that you’ll forget

I bet your

Summer set

That you sever limbs to get rid of your mess

It seeps on through, right into your room

And it moves the way you said you wanted to move

It speaks, and it steals, takes your hands off the wheel

You’ll never need control if you can’t really even feel

It gets in

Right through your head

Just to poison all of your circuitry and stems

It tells you

To reinvent

You eradicate, don’t you know it’s all pretend?

God we’re too young

I swear I won’t let it happen to me

It seeps on through, right into your room

And it moves the way you said you wanted to move

It speaks, and it steals, takes your hands off the wheel

You’ll never need control if you can’t really even feel

It’s pulling at the fabric

You’re purging through the lattice

You’re always wasting your worth

You’re always thinking the worst is happening

Before you gets to the chorus

You’re already wondering why you’re not happy here

God we’re too young

I swear I won’t let it happen to me