There will come a time where I will collapse into a pile of
Jigsaw pieces and when it happens I beg of you
Would you be there to pick them up for me?
It will take hours and days but when you float
On the bubble of dust I swear it will feel like seconds
Ill make sure that the personal bubble is fit for the dust bunnies
And it wont take a lot for the bunnies to come out and dance in your
Bubble of dust with just jigsaws for company
And the people of the ground will look at you weird
But in your jigsaw cloud there will come a time where it wont take much
To laugh it off I'll make you a bubble of dust fit for the fluffiest of dusties
And we'll dance until the pieces fall from my side
But I wont care because the dust turns to gold and it seems as if
We've made our own little paradise of the fluffy
There's no way this sounds sane but I'm just letting you know
That when I show up at your door in little piles of cardboard
There might be a happy ending
So you're bleeding because you don't floss
Clean the dirt from your life I guess
Ill be left with cracks and crevices just like the wisdom
At the back of your mind but paper and string will do the trick
Duck tape does wonders to the bunnies of the head
If you fix me I'll love you instead. Just remember my promise
And ill keep it next to you, next to me.

Im getting sick of not knowing whats going through my head
Its slipping through the cracks of my hands
The thoughts I used to know
They mean nothing anymore don’t you see
Its as if im living in a dream
The words will bend and the mirror will break
Can I hold the time in the curve of my neck
I don’t know where to move on
At this point all of me will slowly just
Just leave me, maybe disappear.
I never asked for much god. Give me more
If I can barely survive on the thought of no thoughts
How should I be expected to live on the hope
The hope of knowing what there is to be
The words will bend and the mirror will break
In the dream state of mind
Is it possible to cut my life in half and save the rest
For another time?
Im suffocating in the lack of knowing what
I should understand it runs through my brain
Im losing it through my hands