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At times I find my mind unwinds and I don't think when I walk, |
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Run into things and fall down |
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It's coming around again and I've found sometimes |
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I don't think when I talk |
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And put my foot in my mouth |
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And sometimes when I, I look at me |
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And wish I could be somebody else |
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Sometimes I throw myself and let go, but never no |
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Intention to see a picture of me and trap myself |
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All this time, we've been mislead, |
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...Does anyone care at all? |
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Sometimes I fall asleep and then I lose control |
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I try to find my way out without letting go |
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And will I lose my mind if it comes back this time? |
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If i dont turn out perfect will you be a friend of mine? |
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It's coming around again and i've found sometimes I sit |
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When I should get up and just walk away |
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Sometimes I pretend and act like I do |
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But don't listen to a word you say |
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And sometimes when I start talking out loud |
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Should just shut my mouth and walk away |
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Sometimes I feel like maybe it's real and think like nobody else |
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Too close to myself and suffocate |
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Are you ready to crawl out? |
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Are you ready to take my hand and see? |
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Are you ready to crawl out? |
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From within the slow bleed? |
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From within the slow bleed? |
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From within the slow bleed? |
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Take this away from me |