Some days, I can't help it
I collapse, weightless yet heavy
It's messing with the clock in my brain
Brain
So I get dressed, look for a reason
To make a
A new perception
I can't just lay here forever and rot, oh
As I realize the hours that pass
Struggling to get a grasp
Until tomorrow do I have a chance
To resurrect my corpse of a self
Some days, I can't let go of
All those things that I did
But it's been four years and seven months
Why can't time pass that quickly
When I have nothing to do?
I guess I'll lay here forever and rot, oh
As I realize the hours that pass
Struggling to get a grasp
Until tomorrow do I have a chance
To resurrect my corpse of a self