Gotta get from the point of pressure,
to the point of no return, to turn me inside out
Brother please, tell the others, please
There are others that don't know about these

Standing, responses
Failing the answers
Screaming so foreign
Excessive reactions

Bouncing off walls,
where the pictures hang of the last ones that made them fall before
Taking it all with a grain of salt, and a bitter sweet memory of these

Standing, responses
Failing the answers
Screaming so foreign
Excessive reaction

Insane and bottled in, explain the state I'm in
You're electric pulse can't ail my sins, explain the state I'm in

Not so lost, not so fast, not reacting act so
Not the boss, not the past, not reacting act so

Gotta get me from the point of pressure,
to the point of no return to turn me inside out
I know my answers don't meet your satisfaction,
but they cause your reaction, excessive reaction from you