Feels Like Static

Insistent, rich in misery I find the only time I see A light at the end it's from the flames Over where I sleep It's coming like a storm In my mind A torment of doubt There's static in my mouth, and It's screaming out Screaming out, with no one listening Half of my grave already buried Breathing in the dirt above me It feels like static in my mouth Living with the words misshapen Every time I speak they break and Leave me with selfish frustration It feels like static in my mouth Overdosing on bad dreams Tendrils wrapped around my feet Pulling me under wherever I'll likely sink It's coming like a storm In my mind A torment of doubt There's static in my mouth, and It's screaming out Screaming out, with no one listening Half of my grave already buried Breathing in the dirt above me It feels like static in my mouth Living with the words misshapen Every time I speak they break and Leave me with selfish frustration It feels like static in my mouth DIG Screaming out, with no one listening Half of my grave already buried Breathing in the dirt above me It feels like static in my mouth Living with the words misshapen Every time I speak they break and Leave me with selfish frustration It feels like static in my mouth Static in my mouth