Cobwebs

Another perfect day to just remain
Within my swollen, empty head
Another lesson learned and overturned
And I'm held captive by this bed

And as the hours die, I can only try
To locate all I threw away
But all this talk is cheap, and now I'm digging deep
But I can never face the day

My phone is blowing up much to my disgust
By folks who tell me that they care
I'll never grasp their cause because with all my flaws
I don't deserve any welfare

But I must admit that things are not as shit
As they once were a month ago
Could I be snapping out of this delight holdout?
I hope so

I had to tear it all apart
To overhaul this bleeding heart
I think it's time for me to start
Putting the horse before the cart



Credits
Writer(s): Josh Hauta
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