Self Destruct
I am prone to self-destruction
Burning up till I can't function
Even in the chaos, there are patterns that arise
Until there's nothing left but tears in tired eyes
If you need me
I'll be rotting in my room
There you'll find me
Catching dust inside my tomb
I am starved for motivation
Wound up tight inside these bonds of expectation
Always too caught up in
Who I'm meant to be
Chained up by the thought
Of what you'll think of me
If you need me
I'll be rotting in my room
There you'll find me
Catching dust inside my tomb
And the chains that hold me down
They are all merely in my mind
But even so these shadow shackles
Leave me blundering and blind
And my worlds gone helter skelter
I can't stand on my own feet
So instead I sit in bed
Resigned in my defeat
I can't seem to break this cycle
I've found myself in
I've tried so hard
But still don't know where I should begin
Maybe I just need some rest
Or some therapy
I've thought too hard about it
And I've lost clarity
If you need me
I'll be rotting in my room
There you'll find me
Catching dust inside my tomb
I'm just going in circles
And it's honestly a bore
And every day that passes by
Feels just like a chore
And I feel that I'm a burden
So I hide myself away
And I grab a pen and paper
And write of my decay
Burning up till I can't function
Even in the chaos, there are patterns that arise
Until there's nothing left but tears in tired eyes
If you need me
I'll be rotting in my room
There you'll find me
Catching dust inside my tomb
I am starved for motivation
Wound up tight inside these bonds of expectation
Always too caught up in
Who I'm meant to be
Chained up by the thought
Of what you'll think of me
If you need me
I'll be rotting in my room
There you'll find me
Catching dust inside my tomb
And the chains that hold me down
They are all merely in my mind
But even so these shadow shackles
Leave me blundering and blind
And my worlds gone helter skelter
I can't stand on my own feet
So instead I sit in bed
Resigned in my defeat
I can't seem to break this cycle
I've found myself in
I've tried so hard
But still don't know where I should begin
Maybe I just need some rest
Or some therapy
I've thought too hard about it
And I've lost clarity
If you need me
I'll be rotting in my room
There you'll find me
Catching dust inside my tomb
I'm just going in circles
And it's honestly a bore
And every day that passes by
Feels just like a chore
And I feel that I'm a burden
So I hide myself away
And I grab a pen and paper
And write of my decay
Credits
Writer(s): Megan Shumway
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