Lyrics I / O - Hearts Hearts

My chronic ghost pain comes to the fore
Like a trap door that opens inward
Can't hide my stuff in boxes stored
Need to cry out my woe to get onward

Get on, I get on
I gonna spend this day playing discords
Get on, I get on
I gonna spend this day playing discords

A birthmark
I can't get rid of
I crack my lord
I crack my lord

I can't guard
My every part
I crack my lord
I crack my lord

Play hide and seek in the outpatient ward
They call my body state of the art
I'm using medicine to feel assured
And tracing body lines unexplored

A birthmark
I can't get rid of
I crack my lord
I crack my lord

I can't guard
My every part
I crack my lord
I crack my lord