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I let the light sink inside my skin just so I can breathe again
Balancing the weight between creepy and obsessive
The world of the weight's on my back, backwards, wait
Words back me in a way, I need to be accepted
Everything is relative, the world is full of skeletons
Dancing to the rhythm to pretend that theyâre alive
But I donât got a bone to pick especially when theyâre broke and hit
The funny one, itâs cumbersome to wonder why they try
A fifth in my right hand, quarters in my left
Until my half-life is a hole inside my chest
If I sit and listen with this individual diction
Is it indiscriminant or just a symptom of the sickness?
Or a metaphor of change?
To break a dollar, people write their letters for a chain
Iâd rather write a chain letter, itâs better for the pain
And the people in my life that always said I was insane
Iâll throw a noose around the sun and be the pendulum
Tick-tock, tick-tock, Iâll wait until the medics come
Iâll be so high and so bright that if you want me back
Youâll have to sit and watch the setting sun
Bring my body to the ground
Before they catch a breath theyâll be calling it profound
Martyrdom for beautyâs sake, decorates the landscape
As everybodyâs hands shake from quality they found
This is what itâs like to taste the Heavens and dismiss the grace
Another year, another fake expression in a picture frame
Another birthday wish and still it didnât change
A lap around the sun never took me to a different place
But I have to keep floating
Until I meet Virginia Woolf trapped in sheepâs clothing
I could be the stones in her pockets when we walk in
To the ocean and marvel at the coast until we sink
And as her lungs filled with water
She watched the sun spill across her
Until the mud filled her armor
Sea shells spelled âOur love still will conquerâ
Nope, bubbles rose to the surface
Anchored down where the stones and the dirt live
Taste the ground that she chose to submerge in
âOh, Vir-gin-ia Woolf, donât be ner-vousâ
(No) With all the medicine, your head you said has driven you to go
And follow sadness, left for dead instead Iâm digginâ up your bones
Theyâre all intact and set up when I get to give âem all a home
An artifact thatâs Heaven-sent, I get to visit on my own
Iâm alone now on the go-round
That broke down slow when I pulled my soul out
For sold-out shows full of ghosts of old doubts
And profound hopes that I donât control now
I know, somebody come and set me free
From the sea of an undetected grief
Some things that you love arenât meant to be
Bleeding hearts run out of blood eventually
So we can call her my atonement
A message in a bottle that I wanted you to open
Itâs a poem, a sorrowful devotion
That I left for you at the bottom of the ocean
Virginia