Dementia

Tip toe walking out my door
The trees are green waving at my feet
Hypnotized look at my disguise
My nose it bleeds wash it in the creek
It floods, two months
I'll be, at home

We're on our way now
I want to watch the tide to sea
It's getting late now
I'm going to roam around and breathe

Kept inside oh about a week
The note it reads right above the sink
Fantasize, what are my desires
I'm clothed in chic way beyond the theme
It's tough, to be
My own, alone

We're on our way now
I'm going to watch the tide to sea
It's getting late now
I'm going to roam around and breathe
We're on our way now
I'm going to watch the tide to sea
It's getting late now
I'm going to roam around and breathe



Credits
Writer(s): Briley Reeves, Graham Herston, Manly Russell
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