I've caught up in this house, trapped my very own self in this narrow manhunt, no more space in a slither. What a gift for a deep breath inside, where the chaos has me captive, where there's no exit sign, where I fuel a stupid fire with these feelings of mine. Loaded to the stem, it's bitter and I want the sweetness again, the taste that I agree with. Gonna pass these burns into my eat and my silence as a comfort, where there is no one else, where I'll be up from under and can't curl myself. Too many, too much, too hard, help me, this time I'm too far. Too many, too much, too hard, help me, this time I'm too far. Too far, too far, too far, too far, too far, too far, too far. Can I smash all of this open? Can I pass it with a little pain? I wanna see all of it crumble and start afresh and over again. My eyes are wide open, but I can only see, will I find a way around these silent tears? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Too many, too much, too hard, help me, this time I'm too far. Too many, too much, too hard, help me, this time I'm too far. Too many, too much, too hard, help me, this time I'm too far. Too many, too much, too hard, help me, this time I'm too far. Too far, too far, too far. Too far, too far, too far. Too far, too far, too far. Ah, ah, ah, ah. Too made too much, too hard. Help me. This time I went too far. Too made too much, too hard. Help me. This time I went too far. Too made too much, too hard. Help me. This time I went too far. Too made too much, too hard. Help me. This time I went too far.