Alt Shells - Bethlehem Steel

I wish I could fall apart

See how long it takes to get back whole again

Maybe you could break my heart

And I won’t care

I wish I could leave my bed

If my body could hold above me

I can barely lift my head

And only know that something

I’m always come in shapes and figures

People around me, I take on their feelings

Why do we create our own importance

Actually, we don’t mean anything at all

Don’t just focus on empty space

As if waiting for something to grow

Would you just stare at your own empty chest?