My hands shake
The mine walls quake
Who speaks for my sake
Distill me I am uptake
I am fake
I rarely shine; I flake
I gouge myself awake
I can't see straight
Behind the eight
28
24-7 too late
I forgot the hate
The gas main is where mine waits
My mouth is metal to the taste
My mind raced
Somewhere there's a rabbit chased
I laugh because I can't remember my place
Drill dust hits my face
My life goes to waste

Now I can no longer stand
Please open and get me out if you can
I'd go home but I am banned
No one seems to understand
Home too close to the heartland
I dug for no reason but demand
They were outmanned
I'm a spider on a strand
What's with the program
That I get with when I can't
I am because I am
No one gives a good goddamn

The water stopped its drip
The candle flame was stripped
The train tracks lead my trip
It wasn't supposed to be like this
I laugh because I made the blacklist
They just needed the gist
I creep along like there was something I missed
My life was dismissed
The light don't shine if you don't exist
I think that's what I resist
I begin to use my fist
Stumbling and I wish
I had slit my wrist
That I was born an anglerfish

Quicksilver
Filter
Distill her
Refill her
With a painkiller
Or kill her
Can't quit her
As if she still were
Still her
This will still hurt