Lagwagon

been staring for a hundred hours run down
a spiral drain keep mouth clamped tight,
and it isn't right three words keep running through my head
but my tongue is hard to find i need to let it go,
because i know dark secrets burn their vessel
tearing out to grab a mouthful chunk of heart
destroyed by quiet yell it out before it kills you now
let it all out used to let rumors do my work
they got around real well now they only hurt,