Do the words have more weight if they come from my mouth?
A burning confession on the tip of my tongue
I've known this taste more times than I can count
And it cuts and it splinters, all the way down
I'm swallowing these unmarked pills
I'm hoping one will do the trick
I'm counting down the time it takes
Til I feel better
Don't tell me to wait for the sun to come out
For the cycling of seasons
I've heard it all before
I've been stuck in this place more times than I can count
And it seems digging deeper is the only way out
I'm swallowing these unmarked pills
I'm hoping one will do the trick
I'm counting down the time it takes
Til I feel better
Swallow me whole
Swallow me
Swallowed my pride but I can't seem to keep it down
Swallowed the truth but I can't seem to keep it down
Inside and out
