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