I’m stuck inside this picture of me Leaving everything that used to mean something to me. You’re stuck in a frame that captures you, Holds your thoughts in place and your body still like stones.
I’m slowly detaching from what I built And I can’t shake the feeling that it was meant to fade away I’m trashing a place that I once swore to keep it safe until the end Take a step outside your mind and stop hoping the world might change for you
My bones feel sore, my head it aches And I’m growing tired of all the same old talk And everything that counted once I’ll send it right to hell with all my angst and thoughts
What makes you think the world spins for you? What makes you think the world changes?