Album: Depression Era Thinking
Shit, I’ve been through, been too much
Sensitive skin, too thin to touch
Wiped out cornered no will to fight out
Plus I doubt I’d even take the right route
Used up still have not learned
Can’t decide if I’ve been lied to, did I get burned?
Life is like that no need for concern
Everybody suffers it was just my turn
Yet and still I’ve had my fill
So much blood spilled, shit tests my will
Thought I found a way around the things I feel
Thought I figured out how to deal
Thought I knew
What do I know?
Looking for a way to get back home
What do I know?
Hard to stand by, wring my hands
Try stifling tears smile hide my fear
The end is near and we all know
But no one here knows where we all go Details fade but the feeling stays
Everyone says I’m in the healing stage
Haven’t slept for days, can’t heal like this
I’m obsessed by details that we might miss
Everything floods in where to begin
I’d walk on water but the ice is too thin
Don’t fight to win, fight just to breathe
Fight to maintain balance in shifting seas
Fight this disease? With what, my love?
When she can’t hear me through all those drugs?
A thousand hugs white paper cranes
I can stall but she’ll make the train
Thought I knew
What do I know?
Looking for a way to get back home
What do I know?
Looking for a way to get back home