Mouth Full of Dirt - Four Year Strong

Tipping the scales in the wrong direction

Biting my tongue until it bleeds

You saw the panic washing over my face

And now you’re watching me rinse and repeat

I want you to stay

But I don’t want to be here

It’s time for a break

But the timing is not that great for me

Always expecting the worst

I’m pleading my case with a mouth full of dirt

I’m hoping to bury you with every word

That’s left unspoken

I want to feel something, anything

I want to feel something, anything

I want to feel something, anything

And I don’t need to self medicate

I’m already numb

The television doesn’t hold my attention

It only keeps me from falling asleep

The emptiness is filling up the space

Is this reality or is it a dream?

I wanted to stay

But you don’t want to be here

Am I too late

Or am I where I’m supposed to be?

Always expecting the worst

I’m pleading my case with a mouth full of dirt

I’m hoping to bury you with every word

That’s left unspoken

I want to feel something, anything

I want to feel something, anything

I want to feel something, anything

And I don’t need to self medicate

I’m already numb

Stimulate me

Before the void annihilates me

(I want to feel something, anything)

I want to feel something, anything

I want to feel something, anything

I want to feel something, anything

And I don’t need to self medicate

Gotta feel something

Feel everything

Gotta feel something

And I don’t need to self medicate

I’m already numb