Your everyday for me is a risk 'Cause I try not to die but I have no choice In my written words I can exist The only place that you can hear my voice I've learned a lot about myself these past few weeks Standing trial cheat and tear demanding tear-trail cheeks I try to stand up for myself but I'm held down I wore my mind and it felt like a thorn crown And if you're sick of my conscience Drum your rhythm to somebody else I've had no room for who I am Thus my relationship never helped I'm ill-prepared with all that I'll ever say Ill will to my careful-clumsy means Chilled and scared like breaths of winter days Meanwhile it seems splinters make seams speak Tip of the iceberg That you can't see The tip of my tongue Just a saddened me Tip of the iceberg That you can't see The tip of my tongue Just a saddened me Tip of the iceberg That you can't see The tip of my tongue Just a saddened me Tip of the iceberg That you can't see The tip of my tongue Just a saddened me