YC - Attachments lyrics

Magnetic attachments, I can't get it or hack it Add it up and subtract the panic Cause I masked it while batting my lashes I think I should nap where it's padded Who knew these rascals would cause such a racket? They've got no answers? I shouldn't have asked, then Tap on my nerves, I'm cursed with the saddest Heart locked in my pocket It's so caustic, drives nails through my coffin I've stopped talking cause I just get lost in Such conflict (always what I wanted) But stop/pause it, and adjust posture Realign the positives, and still falter Slick ground and so I slip farther and then I Sip vodka and sit til departure Are my cheeks flushed? Cause I feel the cheap rush They say I need them, but I think they just need love And so I listen to the noises and I give in when they're voicing opinions with their silly little voices Cause really, am I living with a choice here? I think I'm sick like a sinner sitting in the Sistine, seen as a splinter Just a quick and simple shifting with the scissors Like I'm slitting wrists while I'm sinking in this splendor So send her to her center Better yet, return her to sender Reverse each verse first then surrender Disposed of my soul and hoped I could mend it But I'm dying while I'm dining on my silence And the timings never right, or so I'm finding Confide in the divide inside my head I'm left to my devices cause these vices are inviting So I guess I'm undecided When every time you blink an eyelid guillotine hybrid f** climbing, can't adjust to the climate Cause these blinders got me blinded by the light that's never shining