Crush them into the ground to make yourself look tall Tough little seeds grow from cesspit scorn Talking ‘bout all the outfits you’ve never worn (In your dreams..) Cut down to size you’re pretty low on the wall Spite insufferable You pull my bones through my skin Don’t let it in Bitterness by discipline Just ‘cos you gave up it doesn’t mean I will The flame we hold inside means we can climb until we implode You’re scared of dying all on your own Wherever you stand you’ll never reach my controls Spite insufferable You pull my bones through my skin Don’t let it in Bitterness by discipline Don’t try to turn me Now I see clearly Don’t try Don’t try Don’t try to turn me Now I see clearly Don’t try Don’t try Don’t try Don’t try