Ok, pixelate!
I keep my hands tied tight behind my back
And still seem to move on
I lost my balance keeping track
I won't be let go to live on
Gas station bathrooms, grocery bags
Thrown in the trash like I've done wrong
Everything got in the way
Bent me over, made me stay
I lost myself when I put you on
My violent dreams
They don't keep me here
It's the simple things
That make me want to disappear
Overstimulated
Lock jaw, deprecated
Turning upwards at the corners of my mouth
A smile so grossly simulated, force manipulated
Slipping further to the blur
Now I'm pixelated
Now I'm pixelated
I dream of breaking myself off
In small, digestible pieces
All bite and falling off the bone
To fit in all the right places
Faceless, trace my outline
Gray the space between you and my
Safest solemn places where I
Save, replay, and brace for my decline
My violent dreams
They don't keep me here
It's the simple things
That make me want to disappear
Duplicity
My mortality
Will I feel it
Will my bones split
When I try to disappear?
Overstimulated
Lock jaw, deprecated
Turning upwards at the corners of my mouth
A smile so grossly simulated, force manipulated
Slipping further to the blur
Now I'm pixelated
Now I'm pixelated
Grossly simulated, force manipulated
Slipping further to the blur
Now I'm pixelated
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