Take to You - The Hurt Process

I’m torn between the obsessive and reality

Being heard but not listened to breaks me down again

The world passes by and yet it all remains the same

But what gives you the right to shame yourself and try to break us down hey

Outburst after outburst leads me to believe that this will last forever

You may as well bury me alive

There’s nothing here for me

Lack of security within yourself generates this depression

Another name for dormant strength

I’ll take to you like blood to the heart if you listen to what I have to say