Iron Nothing, Pt. 2 Lyrics

The little red lines growing from the sides of my eyes can't stretch anymore

They're touching the center

My hand's always shaking

My legs all feel weak

The little red signs growing out from the roadside all tell me to "stop"

or at least yield to traffic

The ground that's beneath me is broken in half

(((~~~)))

I'm trapped in my head x4

I'm going to bed x4