Turn it Off Lyrics

In the midst of all that yelling I noticed a stitch

Inside my cold heart dwelling, lets see what this is

Grab the sharpest knife

Make an open wound

Parts of good that's yet to be consumed

Holding onto strife

Strings are out of tune

But the chords play beauty

Although a little warped

Picture me in written history

When poison Is absorbed

The scriptures gonna say that I provided a service

In every line you can tell that I'm nervous

A little high or misguided on purpose

To try and find another muse

It's time to light the fuse

I'm a writer with the blues

How cliche

Soon to be a heavyweight contender

Like Stipe

I only go the steep way

Thrill In the fall

The pit's deep

Though I'm willing to crawl

If I should ever slip

Be sure to call

Tell you right now that I really could use it

But don't prey upon my kindness and try to abuse it

Too afraid I'm gonna lose it