Strangled

I feel strangled
I feel torn in two
Insufficient amounts of two
Is this a sign of what I'm made of or how I allow myself?
Grab the wrists, pull away, I don't want to die today, and so I won't
Can't believe this is me
Well, you're drowning me with my own hate so I won't

Do you feel they're laughin' at you through the TV?
I know I do
And do you wonder how they get away with that shit they say?
Is this a sign of what I'm made of or how I allow myself to be treated?
Grab the wrists, pull away, I don't want to die today, and so I won't
I can't believe this is me
Well you're drowning me with my own hate
So I

I was the glue that held us together
I'll be that fucking stitch forever
When you feel like there's nothing left inside of you
Just remember I wanted something I could hold on to
Are the metal restraints a good replacement for me?

Is this a sign of what I'm made of or how I allow myself, to be treated?
Grab the wrists, pull away, I don't wanna die today, so I won't
Can't believe this is me
Well you're drowning me with my own hate, so I

Such a pretty sound
Ear to the ground
No, no