Trying to make sense of it all
Meeting the ground
Is worse than the fall
Everything I try to do
Feels worn out
One day I won't be with you
Trying to make sense of it all
Meeting the ground
Is worse than the fall
Everything I try to do
Feels worn out
One day I won't be with you
No real sense of time
I gravitate to nothing
If it's always on my mind
Spectre at the end of the tone
Moving out again
Will this one feel like a home?
No real sense of time
I gravitate to nothing
If it's always on my mind
Spectre at the end of the tone
Moving out again
Will this one feel like a home?
I can see me dancing
I can see me make the same mistakes
First it feels like I've lost breath
Tightening of the chest
Notice washed out colours
Thoughts are slipping
I'm a fucking mess
I want to take this mask off
I want to show you what I do
Sitting vulnerable naked
For all to see
Oh no, boo hoo
Can't even hold a job down
Without tears on my pillow
Cursed with a permanent frown
Everyone thinks I'm an arsehole
Well I break and I'm breaking
And I take what I can take off you
I'll drink your wine
Pretend it's mine
Couldn't roll a smoke
Always want a toke
Selfish see, Selfish do
I left the dishes there for you
Selfish see, Selfish do
I left the dishes there for you
Selfish see, Selfish do
I left the dishes there for you
Do ya miss the person
I was supposed to be
A cookie cutter of a man
I wish I knew what
You want from me
Didn't turn out in your plan
Do ya miss the person
I was supposed to be
A cookie cutter of a man
I wish I knew what
You want from me
Didn't turn out in your plan
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