I'll say it once Then stop again And stay out late I thought I knew the answer Because we're just fingers for our phones We can't sit still enough to grow I drove myself to practice But first I hollowed out all my strongest bones Because I'm not fucking patient I'm just honest and weak So is this my masterpiece Or is this my atrophy Are these my muscles tearing just to lift a lid to never blink Don't talk about the way the flush won't leave my face And how much I pacify rather than learn from my mistakes Burn this nest and fly away Esther's here and she's ready to be pretty Fate (Fault)