moving to the rythm of a heartbeat, faster, and faster fainting and thanking the ground for breaking my fall i don't listen, i don't obey insubordination of love fuck, i'm running fuck, i'm skipping fuck, i hate the way the ground is flying backwards under my feet but i like the way the wind is hitting my face like it hates me but i love it it's too warm out, but i'm too cold inside. someone needs to reach through my skin and give me life. take ahold of my organs, take them out with your knife place instead, shiny things like silver bracelets and diamond rings next to me lay birds that sing songs of melancholy shades of purple, shades of gray i hate it but i like to play insubordination make me pay i don't want to be this way