Broken Grip

Walls are closing, the plaster is thin

I can hear the static under my skin

Every word is a needle,

a spark

It keeps building (up and up) It keeps twisting inside

I am done, I am fucking done!

(so done!) Burn the bridge,

let the river run!

Quiet now, but the fuse is lit

I won't swallow another bit

Breathe it out, count to ten

(never again)

It keeps building

(up and up) It keeps twisting inside

I am done, I am fucking done!

(so done!) Burn the bridge,

let the river run!

No more! No more!