Some More Whining

Something contorts inside me
Is it sort of a pain?
More of a word, actually
Trying to come out
Or a backstab trying to transpass my heart...
I wouldn't know...


I got some paper towels in front of me
In case this wants to come out
I won't have blood spilled all over my room
I don't want it to get all messed up...


And talking about messed up...
What a life, huh?