LYRIC FOR SALE

By Cierra Spencer

Tainted from my past
I feel screwed up, like I’m made of glass
Ready to shatter at any moment
No matter the time, place or opponent
Feeling so small
Like I’ve lost control of it all
Truth is my hands were never on the wheel
How do you expect me to feel?

Lost touch in the moment
Time stood still, frozen
My feet are on the ground
Why do I feel like I’m treading clouds
All I want is the quiet
But all this noise is so loud
Flying off the handle
Bring me down, bring me down

Lost my power
Lost my will
Now I’m sitting here crying on the windowsill
Took my breath when you left that note
Put it on my door right where I’d notice
With the words you wrote I’m convinced that you’re soulless
Took awhile to get it right
And I’m still not completely fine
But I’ve learned that what you told me wasn’t always right
Words weave webs and sometimes they’re venomous

Lost touch in the moment
Time stood still, frozen
My feet are on the ground
Why do I feel like I’m treading clouds
All I want is the quiet
But all this noise is so loud
Flying off the handle
Bring me down, bring me down

I may crack
But this time I won’t break
I’ll keep it together
Time made me better
It heals, it mends
I’m shatterproof now
And nothing lasts forever

Lost touch in the moment
Time stood still, frozen
My feet are on the ground
Why do I feel like I’m treading clouds
All I want is the quiet
But all this noise is so loud
Flying off the handle
Bring me down, bring me down