Lavender

It seems that eventually
Everyone's got their reason to leave

There's a tarnishing that creeps up
And threatens to seize everything
And you said that
The lavender keeps you at ease
Well i haven't found my salve
For that mechanized whirring/whirring
"It's not worth it"
That beckoning breaking me down
Breaking me down

I'm alone as I fade through the days
An irritant like your tv's static plague
I'm unspooling and fetal
Upon the kitchen floor
At 3am; your phantom limb
Where you used to hold me
Now, I have grown into it
With ivy-lattice dissidence
That holds up my indifference
A grimy, sour shell
Internalizing every well-meaning word
Dissonantly and eventually
It starts breaking me down
Breaking me down

I wish i knew how
To not be at odds
With myself
Imagine how that would sound!
That would sound



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Writer(s): Connor Lacour
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