Lyrics

Looking at the colours in my hand
Thinking about all the words I said to you
How did it get so bad
Was I always living in this head

Was it the same place
Was it the same apartment
Was it the same bed
I’ve been rotting in

I guess I’ll smoke another cigarette
And I’ll read another page
Stare at the dishes I’ve been collecting in my sink
Never used to be like this
But I’m allowed to live this way
Is what I tell myself
When I don’t feel like living

I think I’ll wait another day
Before I sink this ship
Can’t think of any other way
Except for disappear

I think I’ll wait another day
Before I sink this ship
Can’t think of any other way
Except for disappear

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