Moving my body

my hands are tied up and i’m shaking

all of my veins are a light blue

the record stopped playing, can’t change it

so i sit in silence with you

 

i grab a sharp knife from the kitchen

to cut myself loose from your grip

your voice and your words are restricting

i feel like i’m in a corset

 

my mind is fucked but i can’t stop

doing it to myself over and over again

 

i’m in my bed glued to the sheets

who knew tears could be so welding?

it’s funny ‘cause we know i won’t sleep

my own thoughts are so intruding

 

my mind is fucked but i can’t stop

i want an out, don’t know the route

i’m on my knees, begging you please but

you're moving my body all over the place for me

 

one step left

and another to the right

find your purpose

in another life

i’m a puppet, you’ve got my strings

with each movement they are loosening

 

my hands are tied up and i’m shaking