Count the Cracks

[Ներածություն] Count the cracks in the ceiling One, two—hold your breath [Տուն 1] You nailed my name to a factory door Fed me the rules, then you asked for more I learned to grin with a split-lip mouth Kept all the bad blood boiling down [Նախաքնարերգ] Hands on the table Eyes on the floor Say that i’m nothing Say it once more [Կրկներգ] I am the fault in your perfect design The jam in the gears, the break in the line You built me a cage out of “do what you’re told” Now every bent bar is a story you sold [Stop] [Տուն 2] Your little sermons come stamped in red A clean white shirt and a borrowed head I bit the wire, i swallowed the key Now every locked room belongs to me [Բրեյքդաուն] Bend— Snap— Get down Get back No mouth No mask I’m through I’m through [Կրկներգ] I am the fault in your perfect design The jam in the gears, the break in the line You built me a cage out of “do what you’re told” Now every bent bar is a story you sold [Կամուրջ] There’s a room in my chest where the alarm won’t quit A red bulb turning while the walls cave in You said, “stay useful. stay small. stay still.” I’m not your machine and i never will [Final breakdown] Count the cracks Count the cracks I’m still here I’m still here [Ելք] One, two— No more breath.