can't stop thinking about everything that is gone
cant start thinking about everything that goes wrong
focus eludes me, my brain is half dead
i cant explain the world so maybe i'll just go to bed
you can feel my
pulse its slowing
yet my anxiety
it's growing
tell you what maybe i'll just call it quits
the earth keeps spinning when i'm out of ideas
the earth started shaking when i first checked in
focus eludes me, my brain is half dead
i can't control the world so maybe i'll just go to bed
i can see your
eyelids, closing
yet your energy
it's glowing
only you keep me from calling it quits
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