Dance For Yourself

I'm watered and fed

And my pockets are heavy

(Dance for yourself)

But there's still something left

A missingness filling each breath

That I can't figure out

(Can't figure out)

It tickles at times

And others it's ripping my eyeballs out

(It itches from the inside and I don't know why)

White knuckled mind

Loosen your grip for a night

I cannot do this Jekyll and Hyde

For the rest of my life

It's subtle at best

But stay really still and you'll feel in your chest

(Oh let's talk about it)

What does it feel like for you?

The burning of your inner fossil fuels

(It itches from the inside and I don't know why)

White knuckled mind

Loosen your grip for a little while

White knuckled mind

Loosen your grip for a little while

White knuckled mind

Loosen your grip for a night

I cannot do this Jekyll and Hyde

For the rest of my life