running away doesn't do me any good & I'm over thinking like you said I would but in the back of my mind maybe I should, because I know I'll just go & I'll just fuck it up my anxiety is fucking off the charts & my paranoia makes me afraid of the dark & my nervous system makes me nervous & I'll just go & I'll just...
I know I can't change it, but does it hurt to be believing? I don't feel alright anymore
because the time won't fly back
I woke up in the trees & in spite of everything when I woke up it was morning & I'll be tired again at 3 I hear them next to me, cooing & conspiring, from the top of the water tower I don't see you anymore
I watch you from afar, where did I go?
they said my existence was never programmed to cross yours. let it out is there a need to shout? I don't know where I will hide if it happens again
I know I can't change it, but does it hurt to be believing? I don't feel good
I don't mind if I'm terrified, because I feel at home when I'm too scared to think