The Outside

Haunting me in my sleep Are the words I cannot stitch together In a sentence to save my life I try to speak, but I am weak I'm caving in, I'm caving in I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on They say more than I ever could with words On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on They say more than I ever could with words They talk for me Haunting me as I run Through the dirt escaping from refinement And the way things should be I'm a disaster, but at least I know I've found my peace in letting go I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on They say more than I ever could with words On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on They say more than I ever could with words They talk for me They talk for me I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on They say more than I ever could with words On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on They say more than I ever could with words They talk for me They talk for me