Trap Door

I don't wanna know about the beauty in this
It makes me tired more than anything
I know I have to show up to prove that I exist
But I, I don't wanna be there
I don't feel like puling this person around
It gets heavier than anything
It's given all that weight by its pictures and sounds
And I don't think it'll get there
But oh, what a relief to let go of my identity
Do I believe in the teeth of a disease
That more than three people near to me
Told me that I have and that I should seek
Clemency, clarity, reciprocity?
My therapist convinced me my hunger was dead
It reassured me more than anything
Now I don't feel guilty for loving my bed
Though I'm scared I wanna stay there
But oh, what a relief to end the day and go to sleep
Do I believe in the teeth of a disease
That more than three people near to me
Told me that I have and that I should seek
Clemency, clarity, reciprocity?


It's so easy to fear yourself
Have you fallen down a trap door?
Do I believe in the teeth of a disease
That more than three people near to me
Told me that I have and that I should seek
Clemency, clarity, reciprocity?