As all of my aggression sets in
Shows itself so quietly
I opt to breathe and listen
Nod my head when I catch your stare
It's like I'm glued to this ugly ass chair
Ugly everything
Brought it up to Lydia on Tuesday
Guess what happened was that I was shocked and froze, and she said
"I don't know how you kept your shape
Cause I'd have lost my shit and I'd have said things"
I'd have said things
I'd have said something
Turns out old doubt weeds out
All that I was, all that I am, all that I'll ever be
Close in on regression, I'm idle
Classic me, I'm pacing round, from room to room, in spirals
"What will I do the next time I close?
Deconstruct? See passed my nose?"
Turns out old doubt weeds out
All that I was, all that I am, (and) all that I'll ever be
(and) Doubt leaves out
And Doubt needs (wants) out
Doubt feeds doubt wants (needs) out
And it (she) can (will) leave, and she will leave
Given I let her be