The Outside - Dreamhouse

Haunting me in my sleep

Are the words I cannot stitch together

In a sentence to save my life

I try to speak but I am weak

I’m caving in, I’m caving in

I shouldn’t let false thoughts I’ve built up hit so low

On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on

They say more than I ever could with words

They talk for me

Haunting me as I run

Through the dirt escaping from refinement

And the way things should be

I’m a disaster but at least I know

I’ve found my peace in letting go

I shouldn’t let false thoughts I’ve built up hit so low

On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on

They say more than I ever could with words

They talk for me

I shouldn’t let false thoughts I’ve built up hit so low

On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on

They say more than I ever could with words

They talk for me