Lyrics

I walk a line of swampy sweat pools and stress A sour stomach, a throbbing head It makes me want to bury my face in a mattress and not come up for air again And I wish I had something strong enough That didn't break in my fucking hands That didn't crumble into pieces ? I like the the way that I disgust you I like the way that you roll your eyes at me and try to wreck my self-esteem And I wish I had something strong enough That didn't break in my fucking hands That didn't crumble into pieces We burn this bridge ?