Insides In - Bent Knee

Nobody smiles through a beating

Shakes off the blood and keeps playing

So what am I doing here, what am I

Smoky breath rise to the ceiling

Water stained wall paper peeling

And I am high in my mind

Where am I, where am I

We choke our insides in

And wish the outs away

We tuck our secrets in

And hold a pretty face

Nobody is glad to be kneeling

Scrubbing the walls

For diseases and I am right

In my mind, I am right

Bracing for tumors or seizures

Feeding the toilet my treatment

Where am I, where am I

We choke our insides in

And wish the outs away

We tuck our secrets in

And hold a pretty face