Hostage Therapy

I’M TRAPPED.

I’M DETACHED.

DOMESTICATED, MEDICATED.

BEGGING FOR THE SCRAPS.

THIS FLOOR IS REARRANGING.

THIS ROOF IS CAVING IN.

PLEASE DON’T LEAVE A LIGHT ON.

I’M TRAPPED IN MY OWN SKIN.

EVERY SINGLE HOUSE IS HAUNTED.

NEVER GOING HOME.

BURNED OUT SKIES, TIRED EYES.

NOT A THING I WANT TO OWN.

EVERY SINGLE HOUSE IS HAUNTED.

IT’S TIME TO GO.

A LIVING WAGE, A GILDED CAGE.

NOTHING LEFT TO SHOW

MONEY’S TIGHT. TIMES ARE TOUGH.

NOT ENOUGH, I’M NOT ENOUGH.

I’M DONE.

I AM THE SETTING SUN.

NERVES ARE SHOT. LOST THE PLOT.

MY HEART AND HANDS STAY NUMB.

EVERY SINGLE THING I WANTED.

NOT ENOUGH. I’M NOT ENOUGH.