These people surround me/ Like trees they grow around/ Their roots twist and turn/ Squeeze me til I burn/ Maybe I'll learn/ Noxious gas fills my lungs/ And I can't escape/ Can't excuse what you've become/ We'll see what you've done.
Chorus:My eyes turn white while you pretend/ Can't seem to get wise/ Can't see til the end/ You'd tell me the truth but it was always bent/
Hands clutch at me as they jut from the ground/Little daisies with fanged petals, pulling me down/ Soft laughter and thoughtless mistakes/ There's no time to turn back/ My bones become fake.
from I Feel Asleep Sampler,
released March 1, 2011
Written by Chris Crimson, who also sings, plays guitar, and gameboy for this. Sam Decimus plays drums and backs on Vocals.