Something Like Appropriate - Inside Voice

Throw me into the center of the room
Everyone can see vulnerable ol' me
Geometric panicked faces shroom
My kneecaps unforgivingly into
A social sticky pink anxiety

Now you're sleeping in everyday don't you dare
Go placing blame loser asshole open
Those eyes up can't take
One breath before the voice it interrupts it whispers
Loudly I'm disappointing gasoline stove
The oatmeal it's boiling smell
An everyday kind of self-defacing noise
This is not my inner voice by choice

Throw me into the center of the room
Everyone can see vulnerable ol' me
Geometric panicked faces shroom
My kneecaps unforgivingly into
A social sticky pink anxiety

Next I'm standing naked in front of the mirror
Unimpressed by the best and only things
I have to feature a six-pack fuck up I'm trying
So hard let me tell you darling reality's shut off
I should be happy all hunky-dory my esteem's tanked
Because she doesn't want me my heart's
A dead battery love discard and destroy
This is not my inner voice by choice

Throw me into the center of the room
Everyone can see vulnerable ol' me
Geometric panicked faces shroom
My kneecaps unforgivingly into
A social sticky pink anxiety

Now alright I'll explain my insecurities chant
Back from the grave she took my self worth away
With her two hands and left me stranded
Now alright I'll explain my insecurities came
Back from the grave she took my self worth away
With her two hands and left me stranded

In an asphalt measured confidence
I'm just a 27 year old bag of nerves I'm nervous
An asphalt measured confidence
Just a 27 year old trying to imagine
An asphalt measured confidence
I'm just a 27 year old bag of nerves I'm nervous
An asphalt measured confidence
Just a 27 year old try to imagine getting over this and

Soft and perfect autumn blanket
What's inside the way she meant it
Soft and perfect autumn blanket
What's inside the way she meant it
I'm just an asphalt measured confidence
I'm just a 27 year old bag of nerves I'm nervous
An asphalt measured confidence
I'm just a 27 year old bag and we'll all sing

An asphalt measured confidence
I'm just a 27 year old bag of nerves I'm nervous
An asphalt measured confidence
Just a 27 year old trying to imagine
An asphalt measured confidence
I'm just a 27 year old bag of nerves I'm nervous
An asphalt measured confidence
I'm just a 27 year old bag of nerves and broken joy
Not my inner voice by choice
Bag of nervous broken joy
Not my inner voice by choice

Now throw me into the center of the room
Everyone can see vulnerable ol' me
Geometric panicked faces shroom
My kneecaps unforgivingly into
A social sticky fuck every fucking body
In this pink anxiety

Written by:
John Zwick

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