These words are forming in my throat,
are on my tongue,
end up rolling off my lips.
I can't control it.
It won't even stop.
I'm tired of all these songs,
singing about love and heartbreak,
About suicide, death, and revenge.
These songs about lust, drugs, and sex.
Does anyone have a mind to speak these words?
These words building in my heart,
racing through my arm,
ending in this ink.
I'm tired of all these words we speak because we fear,
to hear our own voice.
We fear of what we really want to say.
These words we speak with no meaning.