These days I can't sleep so i take my daddy's gun,

Start shooting stars until I'm left wishing on vengeful galaxies.

These are my hands but they're really earthquakes

This is my father's jacket but I know it as my cape.

My mother grows flowers from her flesh and it's

The saddest thing I know.

My mother grows flowers

And I wish she wasn't a garden

My father puts his lips to a bottle because he can't

Put them to his wife or a rifle. And he says, "son,

Find a love that lasts longer than the gun in your mouth."

So now I've got a prescription to make me forget

That my hands come with tornado warnings.

See, I'm just a child destroying constellations for fun.

I smash my mirrors because I was told

Never talk to strangers. I'm just a car crash kid

Dreaming with the brakes cut.

I've got a lunatic in control of my lungs

And he's flipping the panic switch, the panic switch

And don't look at me,

Don't fucking look at me

It's not my fault I can't breath right.

Madness has washed me,

Cleaned the saint from my freckled skin;

Now I'm a graveyard heart and i can't stop

Digging six feet into the ground

Listen, sanity was a girl I once put my lips to

And then buried in my backyard.

I took a shovel to her head and i learnt that

When you've got a mouth like murder you've got

To be careful who you kiss. She left the taste of

Chaos on my tongue and now I've got bomb

Debris for teeth, left me that sharp shrapnel smile.

These days, i wear my dads jacket

But I'm still not a superhero

If you take my picture I wont recognise the boy in the photo

But I'll understand why his hands are blurred

This isn't you

This is you

I've got no notches on my bedpost

But I've got tally marks on my bones

My father says I have my mothers eyes

But he forgot to mention I've also got my mothers mind

Now these days I can't sleep for

In the darkness there was a boy and

In that boy

There was darkness 

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