Bomp

Can’t crack my fingers from the shape of a fist
Hanging like hammers at the ends of my wrist
Stiff as a board, kicking doors till the day that I die
Each disappointment, every whiff of regret
The up-tighter, shaky-lipped that I get
I’d wipe these tears but I can’t risk another black eye
Oh why, oh why?
Why do all these thumbscrew thoughts take hold
And weaken my skull
Never
Turn the tension up and squeeze a little tighter
Push the tension up a little higher
Clench your knuckles up a little whiter
Till it all explodes
At the wrong time and place
Contents under pressure must find a way out
Oh, just shut it off
Can’t shake this feeling that I’ve always been chased
And time gets heavier each second I waste
Slowing me down as the lion moves in for the kill
And stimulation must be constant and swift
Lest my mind be given chances to drift
Dr. Messiah save me now with your prayer of a pill
Why do all these thumbscrew thoughts take hold
And weaken my skull
Never
Turn the tension up and squeeze a little tighter
Push the tension up a little higher
Clench your knuckles up a little whiter
Till it all explodes
At the wrong time and place
Contents under pressure must find a way out
Oh, just shut it off
Just wait a second now 'cause there’s always hope
Said the man with the necktie of rope
Watching the clock as he waits for the trap door to swing
Never
Turn the tension up and squeeze a little tighter
Push the tension up a little higher
Clench your knuckles up a little whiter
Till it all explodes
At the wrong time and place
Contents under pressure must find a way out
Oh, just shut it off
My head’s so full
My head’s so full