Something's Growing Inside
i think smoke from a machine
then in rain it falls aquamarine
in the oxygen pristine
in my oxygen
melted plastic glass and sand
i cant seem to wipe them off my hands
i'm in stitches understand
something's gotten in
something's growing inside
something's growing inside
floating in a coffee cup
stirring an opinion cough it up
is what i have done enough
where's my medicine
something's growing inside
something's growing inside
i have not crawled
all this way to lie like a baby
i have not crawled
all this way to die like a baby
melted plastic glass and sand
i cant seem to wipe them off my hands
i'm in stitches understand
something's gotten in
finally shaking in the stall
aching chest and face pressed to the wall
i can feel it in my skull
in my skeleton
something's growing inside
something's growing inside
something's growing inside
something's growing inside
somethings growing inside yeah
growing inside yeah
growing inside yeah
growing inside yeah