Poison Ivy

Running in circles
Bad type of nostalgia
Trippin' on hurdles
Tired of thinking bout ya
Un- answered questions
My heads filled them
Everything's inside out
Lay in my bed
Cuz I hate broken promises
Meant what you said
But you still had to call it quits
Talking all that shit
You lack confidence
Everything's inside out

Don't think bout it to
Much and it won't become a problem
Highs and lows they come and go
Like summers turn to autumn
Typical existential crisis
Chronicles of a depressed pisces

Going off emotions
Impulsive
I don't mean to use you as crutch
On my skin like poison ivy
You're On my skin like poison ivy

Headaches and heartbreaks
Tequila to the face
I hate I'm sorry's
Never mean em any way
Between a hard a place
And feeling fucking great
Been going hard for while

Don't think bout it to
much and it won't become a problem
Highs and lows they come and go
Like summers turn to autumn
Typical existential crisis
Chronicles of a depressed pisces

Going off emotions
Impulsive
I don't mean to use you as crutch
On my skin like poison ivy
You're On my skin like poison ivy

Running in circles
Bad type of nostalgia
Trippin' on hurdles
Tired of thinking bout ya



Credits
Writer(s): Harrison Mead
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