Tiny Receptors

[Verse] There's a quiet rage living In the deepest folds of my eardrums It comes lashing out when it hears some Story it's hiding from There's an anger residing in between the Place where my hip meets the femur It's aching's constant as a pendulum Teeth biting against the swinging calm It started young Well tempered ticking time bomb I got stung There's a lively nature that sits within the Tiny receptors of my retina It holds my fire in the interim Holds my love, my hеart, in safe keeping It startles some Likе a piercing tone of a tight skinned drum