State of Mind

A few drops of Sweet Walter Red
Will stain the fibers of my bed
Like blood from the nosebleeds
I used to get overnight
And I fell asleep at the wheel again
While you just went out to go see my friends
Without me
I'm without me

And this guitar pick's
A means of catharsis for me
I'm falling asleep in the Target parking lot
Oh, the parking lot
And I'm not even in my own car
I just filled up the gas
But I still can't go far
Enough to escape all these
Problems that I have created
'Cause I'm too (faded)

Working the night shift
I fall asleep in the afternoon
With my TV on
Playing some random old cartoons
And I'm starting to think
That I'll drop out
That's just one more thing
For me to think about when you're gone
I'm all alone with my thoughts

And this guitar pick's
A means of catharsis for me
I can't seem to think at all
In this state of thought
Oh, this state of mind
And I'm not ready
I'm too unsteady
To be a functioning person
In society
With all this anxiety

I can't believe this sweet relief



Credits
Writer(s): Samantha Walpert
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