i live in an eggshell
sometimes, if i'm careful, i can make a pinpoint
through the shell
and see the light.
i'm too big to fit through the hole, though,
and that's my tough luck.
inside my eggshell i am secure,
as long as i am careful not to move.
but i have no control over what happens from the outside.
i huddle there and worry that something i can not see
will bump into me
and when it does!
you wouldn't believe what happens in an eggshell then!
i get scrambled.
my brains run like bean soup into my veins, bursting them.
and my blood spatters up against the wall
worst of all.
a little bit of me seeps through cracks
and trickles away forever.
people who live in eggshells have only one alternative:
they can get hard boiled.
I live in an eggshell - not as strong as it seems
I protect myself from the world - don't fit in its scheme
my home is unstable - the walls are wearing thin
I break under pressure - but I'm trying to endure within
Break the shell - and you will regret it
Break the shell - you wish you never did it
Break the shell - you won't like what you see
Break the shell - you won't recognize me
Your world around me is cracking my shell
the weight of your problems makes my life hell
under the pressure from your house of pain
I choose to live in my shell under strain
I've tried to conform - I've tried it your way
I've tried to conform - live my life day by day
this is my reality - my life is in a shell
this is my heaven - outside is my hell
I can't deny it - I reached my breaking point
I personify it - an eggshell in duress
I can't deny it - I'm at my limit
I identify with - an eggshell in duress.
I live in an eggshell - not as strong as it seems
I protect myself from the world - don't fit in its scheme
my home is unstable - the walls are wearing thin
I break under pressure - but I'm trying to endure within
Break the shell - and you will regret it
Break the shell - you wish you never did it
Break the shell - you won't like what you see
Break the shell - you won't recognize me
Your world around me is cracking my shell
the weight of your problems makes my life hell
under the pressure from your house of pain
I choose to live in my shell under strain
I've tried to conform - I've tried it your way
I've tried to conform - live my life day by day
this is my reality - my life is in a shell
this is my heaven - outside is my hell
I can't deny it - I reached my breaking point
I personify it - an eggshell in duress
I can't deny it - I'm at my limit
I identify with - an eggshell in duress.
Tainted raindrop.
Chemical blue.
Shapeless grey lid,
close in on you.
Diminishing space
each and every day,
yet increasing a distance
for which the coming shall pay.
We live in a time where it means to make sense
for a father to profit at his childrens expense.
To keep draining the earth without putting anything back.
A crust like an eggshell can be easily cracked.
Heatwave pounding
a shield grown thin.
Twisted cycles
Empty within.
A legacy left
from generations of sin.
Shameless greed, now, is sucking it in.
We live in a time where it means to make sense
for a father to profit at his childrens expense.
To keep draining the earth without putting anything back.
A crust like an eggshell can be easily cracked.
i live in an eggshell
sometimes, if i'm careful, i can make a pinpoint
through the shell
and see the light.
i'm too big to fit through the hole, though,
and that's my tough luck.
inside my eggshell i am secure,
as long as i am careful not to move.
but i have no control over what happens from the outside.
i huddle there and worry that something i can not see
will bump into me
and when it does!
you wouldn't believe what happens in an eggshell then!
i get scrambled.
my brains run like bean soup into my veins, bursting them.
and my blood spatters up against the wall
worst of all.
a little bit of me seeps through cracks
and trickles away forever.
people who live in eggshells have only one alternative: