Stop It

[Verse 1] I don't wanna be quoted I wanna scream a poem so loud it drowns out the sound of my own thoughts My soul's squashed 'neath the hefty archives of my shame Chronic self-deprecating migraine You want me to palm my brain Tear it roots and all, launch it through a wall I'm not gonna do it though I won't let you control my actions It lulls me to hear how crass my past is I'll criss-cross sit and smile as you recount the fails Show me the pictures on the pages All day play my permanent regrets Bang my head to the beat that repeated "You can't define me, you can't define me..." You can't define me by these moments of incompetence It's I who gives worth to you You, you, you who dines on potential I won't serve anymore [Hook] You can scar me, tar me, my heart's on my sleeve I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're not gonna see me bleed You're not gonna leash me You're comic relief to me Just stop it, stop it, cause you're only gonna wear yourself out (x4) [Verse 2] So do what you can to me, your hand is weak And I will never be a slave to my memories You successfully kept everyone an arm's stretch from me But you can't take breath from me I'm not my wreckage I'm a soul embodied and you can't stop me from pursuing my next breath I'm a being, innately needing to relate A created soul with breathing veins You can point, stare at the vastness of this past mess But this is not a mess, it's a cutting room floor I am not afraid of the cutting room floor You can strike me cold through my skin and bones But you will not kill my soul You can weigh your burdens on me You can slay my earthly body [Hook] Give me your best shot