Testo Stains

Collected all the pain then I stored it up
Scribbled on the page then I balled it up
All I know is hurt but I call it love
This town in my heart is all boarded up
I thought it up
The prophecy is self fulfilling
And my self hatred doesn’t help the feeling
Being myself has never felt appealing
I’m scared you’ll find a way out
When you know what I’m Made of
If I can’t get my stains out
How long will you stay round

Screaming for my life inside a burning room
But all you hear is silence and the words assumed
It didn’t even happen but I heard the news
Paranoia howling at the circle moon
There’s a version of my heart that I wear on my sleeve
And another no-one needs to see
Lock and key
You must mean a lot to me
This feels like a slot machine Once I pull the leaver

I’m scared you’ll find a way out
When you know what I’m Made of
If I can’t get my stains out
How long will you stay round