Testo Upstate

Untie me from this anchor made up of faces
So taken with cages
Closed in by lines they drew
This is so fucked
How did you go so far you lost sight of who you wanted to be
Staying in station?

Growing sick of not wearing my heart on my sleeve and Wearing myself down til I have no choice
I'm leaving
But I've always been taught to stand in place
I know in my chest this divided town can't mend
In the end at least I found my real friends

Days were a series of sticks and stones
It took your words to crack my bones
So try your hardest to hold your tongue
I'd fracture my own trying to break this tension.