Introvert
STOP! Not another word. You have to go now
I have reached my capacity for taking you in
My eyes glaze over, not cause you're boring
I'm just highly sensitive to dopamine
I need quiet cause the sparks in my head are firing
There are too many people in this house
Just because I can't see them doesn't mean they're not there
Can you please just: your music is too loud
I'm trying to sleep here
And my brain will not turn off
Take a message: breathe in, breathe out
I wrap myself in familiar places
Cause I've hit my limit and I've run out of spoons
It may seem like rude or awkward behaviour
To the extroverts filling up this room
You're home early. No, it's fine, it's just
A little warning would have been nice
You've derailed my aim to play videogames on my own, knowing
There are no people in this house
Just because I can't see you, well, I know you're right there
This open plan living room looks great on paper
But, darling, it's draining my creativity
Give me four walls I can touch and a door to slam shut
Cause I need quiet when the sparks in my head are firing
I need quiet when the sparks in my head are firing
I need quiet cause the sparks in my head are firing
So I wrap myself in familiar places
Cause I've hit my limit and I've run out of spoons
It may seem like rude or antisocial behaviour
To the extrovert who designed this room
But I wrap myself in familiar places
Cause I've hit my limit and what else can I do
To avoid this awkward, antisocial behaviour
But it doesn't mean that I don't still like you
I have reached my capacity for taking you in
My eyes glaze over, not cause you're boring
I'm just highly sensitive to dopamine
I need quiet cause the sparks in my head are firing
There are too many people in this house
Just because I can't see them doesn't mean they're not there
Can you please just: your music is too loud
I'm trying to sleep here
And my brain will not turn off
Take a message: breathe in, breathe out
I wrap myself in familiar places
Cause I've hit my limit and I've run out of spoons
It may seem like rude or awkward behaviour
To the extroverts filling up this room
You're home early. No, it's fine, it's just
A little warning would have been nice
You've derailed my aim to play videogames on my own, knowing
There are no people in this house
Just because I can't see you, well, I know you're right there
This open plan living room looks great on paper
But, darling, it's draining my creativity
Give me four walls I can touch and a door to slam shut
Cause I need quiet when the sparks in my head are firing
I need quiet when the sparks in my head are firing
I need quiet cause the sparks in my head are firing
So I wrap myself in familiar places
Cause I've hit my limit and I've run out of spoons
It may seem like rude or antisocial behaviour
To the extrovert who designed this room
But I wrap myself in familiar places
Cause I've hit my limit and what else can I do
To avoid this awkward, antisocial behaviour
But it doesn't mean that I don't still like you
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Writer(s): Emily Rowan
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