Don't deny that sick feeling in your stomach, you can't run from it
Let it guide you into high view, then move beyond the summit
From peeks to valleys, speed through alleys, if it's done quick
You'll have time to find the caves where days were never sunlit

Discover scriptures made by a society of blind men
Who suggest the best direction's where you most likely will find them..
Dead set on checkmates embracing a chess set
When bedspreads get wet they're left with the scent of death threats

In seven seconds I'll become undone, I'm breaking through
If you're around by the time I reach number one, I'm taking you
You're not the traveling type? Then hide your baggage better
Before you die a normal death and write the average letter

About your internal furnace
And how life's a s__ually transmitted disease that you contracted from her kiss
When a boy writes off the world it's done with sloppy misspelled words, if
A girl writes off the world it's done in cursive

I'm searching for a cure
This is a sickness
Can you hear me, love?

I kick dirt for what it's worth, listening to the birds chirp
The same cryptic speech the breeze speaks and sea repeats
Recognizing the cycles with every passing day
Writing full demands in the sand til crashing waves wash it away

I watch what I say now, but I hate it
Trying to make my mark, afraid of the dark nature of vague statements
That plague vacant parking lots where shopping carts go uncollected
That sick feeling in my stomach start to leave my heart and soul infected

I won't accept it, do my best to reject patterns 'til it hurts
Every second making bad turns for the worse
She's getting further away, I can feel it in the way my bones ache
The ocean sealed it's lips, now the waves won't break

The secrets it won't say has got us trying to break codes in churches
And lately I've been hating its soul purpose
When a boy writes off the world it's done with sloppy misspelled words, if
A girl writes off the world it's done in cursive

I'm searching for a cure
This is a sickness
Can you hear me, love?

Now I look for air pockets to pick, walk with a stick, start picking locks with it
Opening up heart-shaped lockets with little arguments
Tawdry trinkets start to split and contradict
Those who say one thing but think the opposite

I bit the dust, tongue kissing documents in a smoke stack
Faith is harder to swallow than pride it, turns our throats black
I want my home back, I know that's not an available option
It's the way that I'm walking in between a cradle and coffin

That just makes me pace myself, if half the battle's done right
The other half won't take my health while jacking my shadow's sunlight
To crack it open and find the s___e between my breaths are desolate
Life is just a lie with an "f" in it and death is definite

But after I scratched the surface
I never saw the calm before the storm act so nervous
When a boy writes off the world it's done with sloppy misspelled words, if
A girl writes off the world it's done in cursive

I'm searching for her
Can you hear me, love?

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