Tragic Insomniac

Understimulated
Boredom takes over from weeks where I
Cut my mouth and bit my tongue, the metallic taste it fills my lungs, yeah

Opening the wound from watching myself in the mirror
Unsafe
Stuck in my room contemplating, hoping dead flowers will bloom too

I know you [A7saw me act
Take your pity and [Bm]bury it
Tragic insomniac
Tear the stitch, oh I can't commit

I know you [A7saw me act
Take your pity and [Bm]bury it
Tragic insomniac
Tear the stitch, oh I can't commit

Oh, you [A7see my [A]face
The one I can't ɾeplace

From the clouds I have emerged, high on [C7]myself, I cannot sit still
The mechanical urge to [C7]spill all [Em]your pills
It takes me in, yeah it tears me down

I know you [A7saw me act
Take your pity and [Bm]bury it
Tragic insomniac
Tear the stitch, oh I can't commit

I know you [A7saw me act
Take your pity and [Bm]bury it
Tragic insomniac
Tear the stitch, oh I can't commit