Fog - Hitting a Wall lyrics

hitting a wall blood in the mouth (coffee violence), some days it's like it's flattened. picking of teeth with toenails, eyeballs locked into position. I want to take a nap, i want to watch tv. I want to sit and stare and stare and stare and think of elsewhere. hitting a wall some days it's like it's flattened. picking your teeth with toenails, eyeballs locked into position.