if i had a list of things i managed to forget
i couldn’t hide between the lines
there’s simply too much shit
paper full of black running out of ink
this list is growing too damn fast
i need some time to think

and when i get to thinking
my confidence starts shrinking
how can you pass aloofness off to
simply being busy?
we all got lives and no time
but other people seem to keep in
touch just fine so

where you at?
are you alright?
in the moment my excuses feel airtight
but upon closer inspection I see in my reflection a
human being with no real recollection of the

truth
the facts at hand
that thing you feel like you uphold when things get bad
but really who’s there for who?
what the fuck do you do?
sit around avoiding everything
it’s bound to catch up soon
I’m losing touch

fold out couch is my new home
always seem to be alone
laying silently
this is all on me

just like that another day
accidentally slept away
all these memories
i’m not making

burning bridges ain’t the term
but i can’t ever return
all the love i get
conscious is in debt
again

god i really hate to see
bridges fall into the creek
sinking silently
never to be seen

shut in life
i won’t lie I’m
hiding from you all
missed your call

turn the lights off
keep the sheets on the
window I’m afraid
just afraid