[Verse 1]
I am confused and obsessive, why's this so hard?
I am staggeringly intent on f*cking all of this up
Will you use me? Use me! Please get your fix
You'll be gone in the morning. Please get your fix
[Verse 2]
I am confused, conflicted, why's this so hard?
I am contorted in my vision, why's this so hard?
There is comfort in silence. All talk is weight
I'm conscious I have made too many f*cking mistakes
[Verse 3]
I am a void, a prison, the source of my hate
I am blaming my condition on all of my mistakes
I am— holy hell, why's this so hard?
I am avoiding the solution ‘cause I love sabotage
I am done
[Verse 4]
If you give me the chance, wait 'til I'm home
I'll be back in the highs if you forgive those lows
I am comfortably wasted, comfortably numb
I am so out of touch. I am all of the above
[Verse 5]
I am twisted, sister, cat got your tongue?
You are the only one I need ‘cause you're all of the above
I am confused, conflicted, why's this so hard
I am avoiding the solution ‘cause I love sabotage
I am done
Wait
All of this
All of this
All of this
Why's this so hard
Why's this so hard
Why's this so hard
Why's this—
[Pre-Chorus]
Visualise this and I'll visualise that
Cat got your tongue? It's self sabotage
Visualise this and I'll visualise that
Cat got your tongue? It's self sabotage
Come find me
[Chorus]
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
All of this
(Wait)
(Wait)
(Wait)
(All of this)
[Chorus]
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
[Chorus]
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
All of this
[Bridge]
I crave a sensation
This is not time to go outside
This is not the time to go outside
The wind here never changes
I am the sea
This repetitive child swims sideways
Gannets dive into a whirlpool of black
When the grass hits your toes
And the warmth hits your tongue
I am the sea
I crave a sensation
I crave a sensation
That god only gives
[Chorus]
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
[Chorus]
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
Contain me, contort me, I am the gun
All of this