Slow song

If you pull too hard,
then the string will break.
and if you leave the slack,
then the string won't hold..
So how can we find ourselves
trapped in our own private hells
where we just scream
but noone can hear.
'x' marks the spot where the dig begins
the treasure is found within
the broken hearts, that are soaked with fear.
Fill the glass to the brim
and it will spill out
and keep a shotgun next to you
drop it, it will, it will be so blunt.
So how can we find ourselves
trapped in our own private hells
where we just scream
but noone can hear.
'x' marks the spot where the dig begins
the treasure is found within
the broken hearts, that are soaked with fear.
Me, i wanted, more, your lies.
everytime i, awful thought.[x4]
(so how can we find ourself, trapped inside our own private hells) so how can we live on
(where we just scream but noone can hear) without your lies
(x marks the spot where they the dig begins) and do without
(the treasure is found within the broken hearts that are soaked with fear) doing any
don't try to hide
doing distempt
i go messed up
messed up what i had