cracks beneath my skin

Original

There's glitter caught in cracks on the floor.

Spilled a drink 'cause someone's yelling for more, and it echoes.

They're dancing on the beat like a cure.

Hey, hey.

Again, I'm stumbling on the noise in my head, and I pray, trying to find some silence instead.

And I watch all of the faces blur and collide like I'm fading in time.

Can you see through the glass I hold? Are you watching me?

Can you see it, the cracks beneath my skin?

I blink and all the glitter dissolves. Hmm.

I shrink, but no one's breaking the fall. See, I don't wanna go. And I hold it. Hmm.

And I hold it.

'Til my body's getting lost in the sound.

The bass hits, beating and pounding under my skin.

Dry lips, scared they see the chaos within.

I sit right in the corner trying to breathe. Don't you look at me.

Can you see through the glass I hold? Are you watching me?

Can you see it, the cracks beneath my skin?

Can you see through the glass I hold?

The smile I use, the lies I've told. Can you hear it?

The beat is deafening. There's a noise inside, do you hear it scream?

Say a moment, think you might hear it clear.

It's in the room, on the floor, in the light, in my eyes.

Again, I'm stumbling on the noise in my head, and I pray, trying to find some silence instead.

And I watch all of the faces blur and collide like I'm fading in time.

Can you see through the glass I hold?

Are you watching me?

Can you see it, the cracks beneath my skin?

Are you watching me? Can you see through the glass I hold? The smile

I use, the lies I've told. Can you hear it?

The beat is deafening