you want it to end pressure that's boiling beneath your skin like a nervous wreck you don't even feel safe in the home you grew up in sick of sitting still in a room that won't stop spinning you kept your door shut didn't think that anyone would listen
you wanted peace and quiet drifting through your system it's not fair at all that you should do this alone
one hand full of pills the other hand full of regret you wonder how you got here and why this mess you're in just won't quit I was just in the next room letting my eyes get heavy when I awoke to a sound that won't ever stop haunting me
I should have been better I should have been around but I was selfish only thinking of myself
I sat alone in that spinning room wondering why I was never a better example for you in disaster you find a clear view