Lovely solitude please hold me by the throat and whisper in my ear how everything goes wrong til I feel the cracks begin to show til I feel there's nowhere left to go now. I learned to crawl today so don't ask me to run I turned to stone too late to keep me from harm I promised not to wait but seems I clearly lied I won't be alright today, maybe tomorrow? Sow the seed of doubt on overfertile ground seal the doors with bricks and paint the windows black and I feel it welling up inside and I feel it searching for a way out.