limbless

i pick the locks in every room

but i find myself in the places you’ve approved

where i give my arms for better hands

but you give me nothing to hold onto, yeah

in here, we are responsible but only outside, we’re getting mean

your new heart’s unfaithful and capable of anything

somehow we all can deny

that we’re fit for a padded room

and the sweetest of our thoughts are quick

so the awful ones don’t get through

somehow we feed our expressions like we’re moved

but we only let on when we’re jumping from the roof

in here we are civilized and only outside, we’re getting mean

your new heart’s unfaithful and capable of turning…

in here we are

in here we are responsible and on the outside, it’s obscene

my new heart’s unstoppable but my blood’s not listening

in here we are

in here we are the writers but we only write screenplays

and in here we are the dancers but our legs got in the way