Closed Book

I woke up with a sense of self hate
Open to the idea that I'm a closed book
As the milk from that coffee curdles in my stomach
and I look down at my body
It's detached and intangible
and all it really wants is to be left alone

Yeah you always look the wrong way
I'm not boring. I've been here for days
Still you always ignore me



Credits
Writer(s): Ronan Van Kehoe, Samuel James Watson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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