Glass Beach - Motions

Paralyzed with possibility
Gotta get me out of this mess
New York Times best-seller
Rehearsed conversation
Meet me at the tip of the iceberg
And cut me out of my clamshell
Tallow taste on a forked tongue
Not my problem

[Pre-Chorus]
Hell is other people
Damned to abject heads
I'll win the devil's favor
I'll wean myself off dread
Reveal your underbelly
I'll hollow out your shell
I spiral in dark patterns
I'm so sick of

[Chorus]
Going through thе motions
I wanna be the new routinе
And I wanna kill the competition
And I wanna run like a machine
I wanna find another way out

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I am not a person
Beyond my own success
Beneath my chitin jacket
I wear no human flesh
I only want to eat you
I come with no pretense
I spiral in dark patterns
I'm so sick of

Going through the motions
I wanna be the new routine
And I wanna blend into the background
And I wanna run like a machine

I wanna find
I wanna find
I wanna find
I wanna find
I wanna find
I wanna find
I wanna find

Protect me from what I want