Fading, palpitations
Does your picture paint a thousand words?
Small talk, hows your day been?
Hundredth time you've seen these words
Though it was the same as me
Your eyes skimming a phone screen
Fingers scrolling a profile
Both living the last weeks in denial
In denial
Your profile
Spent weeks living through your screen
Is it only me that feels come apart no sense of trial
Future once planned is misaligned
In denial
Your profile
Fading, palpitations. Does your picture paint a thousand words?
Small talk, hows your day been? Hundredth time you've seen these words