This past year's burned a hole in my head I can't keep my eyes open at second thought I couldn't care to listen To any word anyone else said I've been a lost cause since I can remember
Drowning It feels like I'm drowning Why can't I just be dead
For now, I guess I could remain at rest; turn my senses off for months on end. I'll never step a foot or an inch outside of my bedroom ever again I can't believe I'm even alive, let alone well enough to lift my legs I'll dim my lights shut the door to my life and crawl into the safety of my bed.
The light is so bright slipping through the cracks Between the black out curtains and my shades I never strive to change my life I can't even convince myself to behave In situations of extreme importance Can I even spell my name?