| I feel my footsteps getting deeper
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| I feel my knees as they get weaker
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| And I wish I could just go to bed
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| My head
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| Two halves of me at constant ends
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| Holding me down
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| Full of everything I never said
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| As my life unfolds
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| I’m digging myself deeper in this hole
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| I feel my footsteps getting deeper
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| I feel my knees as they get weaker
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| And I wish I could just go to bed
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| And sleep it all away
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| I fill my lungs then they collapse
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| I dug too long and now I’m
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| Trapped again inside my head
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| This is everything I feared
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| And I try to be sincere
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| You use my words against me cut me ear to ear
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| I feel my footsteps getting deeper
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| I feel my knees as they get weaker
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| And I wish I could just go to bed
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| And sleep it all away
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| I fill my lungs then they collapse
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| I dug too long and now I’m
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| Trapped again inside my head
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| If a cluttered desk is a cluttered mind
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| Of what then is an empty desk a sign
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| If a cluttered desk is a cluttered mind
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| Of what then is an empty desk a sign
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| I’m walking in circles
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| Everything I’m thinking, I’m second guessing
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| Cos the weight of these words, is pulling me down
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| I’m losing my grip at this rate I’ll probably drown
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| Cos the weight of these words, is pulling me down
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| I’m slipping, I’m sinking
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| I feel my footsteps getting deeper
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| I feel my knees as they get weaker
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| And I wish I could just go to bed
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| And sleep it all away
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| I fill my lungs then they collapse
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| I dug too long and now I’m trapped again inside my head
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| It’s louder here than I remember |