Department of the Interior - No Trigger

Headed for a breakdown again

Twenty worlds of thought constantly crushing my subconscious

Gutted by the brain wolves again

It’s tough to stand up tall without any of your own organs

Constellation

Which one do i follow

To solidify the ground beneath my feet and make it more than hollow

Tuck myself in under the earth tonight

Craving warmth and comfort learning lessons in a man’s frame

Still an adolescent

Under skin and skull

Digs into my bones

Just the way i wanted it

Now i got all of it

Just the way i wanted it

Now i got all of it

Just the way i wanted it

Now i got it

Huddled under the cold moonlight

One eye towards the sky

Hanging on the b-side of siamese dream

Sand between my toes and traditional medicine is so easy to swallow

Until you choke

It’s even tougher when you know what’s coming

Some choices can leave you wide open

It’s even tougher when you know what’s coming