Enclosed in a shell It's like a fine line between 'all of them' and 'all in me' And I remember starting to feel it And I would just wonder how it was That I had blanked myself for so long I felt like I'd been wasted away here There and everyone else won't ever let up They won't ever let go There's no getting through here There're thousands and thousands and I could swear it might be me I might be the only one who wants to speed up the slow down You are looking os hard You're trying and squinting to squeeze yourself down to a small size A pin head and put yourself away in the seam A blanket that can be thrown around to cover it over To cover everything But that won't cover it over now Enclosed in a shell It's feeling blessed to have been objective about myself at least once in my life To feel a direction I find it hard to stomach Watching you shrink your view Enclosed in a shell It's like a fine line between 'all of them' and 'all in me' So there