Sorry didn’t hear what you said
I’m good at getting lost in my head
I do it all the time
I feel like i’m drowning in my thoughts for a little while
I’m sorry about the crumbs in my bed
It’s been about a month since i’ve left
And that bottle by my bed side
Bet it never runs dry
Neither do my eyes

Look in my eyes
You’ll find I’m not alive
Inside, every day I’m dying

Sometimes it’s hard to just say how I’m feeling
Cuz I don’t think people around me will feel it
Don’t wanna make myself feel like a burden
But each day it’s worse I can feel my heart hearting
I’ll figurе it out
Wanna be happy but I’m not allowed
I’m getting tirеd of dragging around
Maybe I’ll rest better down in the ground