Rust - The Spills

I’m not bored, I’m a sullen,

Sunken, swollen gland

I’m sleepwalking through myself

I’m not faux getting old

And I’m not terrified

Of the terrifying thoughts

Still in me

Now the seams have rusted up

All the cracks seem to glow

I’ve always scared this easily

But no-one ever used to know

Even though I feel hollow

I know it’s inside myself

That I’m dwelling yet again

Lying face down in a green house

I’ve never been so unsure

Of everything going so well

Oh, now the seams have rusted up

All the cracks seem to glow

I’ve always scared this easily

Just no-one ever used to know

Cloaking

Choking

Don’t hold your breath

Rusted

Trusted

All that’s left

Cloaking

Choking

Don’t hold your breath

Rusted

Trusted

All that’s left

Cloaking

Choking

Don’t hold your breath

Rusted

Trusted

All that’s left

Cloaking

Choking

Don’t hold your breath

Rusted

Trusted

All that’s left