Hindsights - Pensive | Текст песни

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Few things relate to the comfort I feel when I've got a chance to be alone.
When I have time to think, I don't need to breathe deeply
And my own head doesn't make me choose sides

Keep me at ease, I need time to loosen up,
I've been grinding down my teeth, now I can't speak.

Give me space and time. I'm losing myself and my mind.
There's goosebumps on my skin and I'm shivering.
Introverted, I always have been.