Outta Hand

They say that you want what you can't have

But I take it to heart, the thought it drives me mad

At night it gets worse

Follow suit to the things that make so

I'm told that you get what you deserve

But I take it to heart

Forgot what I learned

Lost time, outta hand

Follow suit to the things that let me go

Heavy breathing, I'm staring at the ceiling

The blood is not returning to my toes or to my finger tips

And now they're rushing me, everyone is hushing me

Telling stories best kept behind these lips

But when the walls start to cave in

The tally marks that I left will represent

All the days that I spent wondering

They call it karma but it's something that I never wanted

To take the time to fully understand

At night it gets worse,

Follow suit to the things that make me so

Heavy breathing, I'm staring at the ceiling

The blood is not returning to my toes or to my finger tips

And now they're rushing me, everyone is hushing me

Telling stories best kept behind these lips

But when the walls start to cave in

The tally marks that I left will represent

All the days that I spent wondering

Wraping my head around it

There's ground beneath my feet

But somehow I keep sinking

There's air inside my chest

But I am barely breathing

I need a sedative but I can't swallow it, so I crush it up

I need a sedative but I can't swallow it, so I crush it up

Heavy breathing, I'm staring at the ceiling

The blood is not returning to my toes or to my finger tips

And now they're rushing me, everyone is hushing me

Telling stories best kept behind these lips

But when the walls start to cave in

The tally marks that I left will represent

All the days that I spent wondering