Undone
Driving thru the city
In the dark
Dark city
Ghost of my past
In the passenger seat singing to the
Mixtape spinning and
All I want is silence
Concentration dipping
Perennial violence
Sightless
Dryness
Of the iris
Tiredness
Lifeless
Nobody inside this
Mind is like a
Flightless
Birdie
Wing is hurtin'
Crows circling
Impossible to hurtle with
a motor burning
Sometimes
I brush it off
This time
I've given up
I've come undone
Back-pedal to the metal
I'm about to flip
Switch back to present, man
It better happen quick
Fix this, cos my mind is spinning
Round and round I go
Back home in the corner
Of the room when I'm alone
With a chip on my shoulder
And a chill along the bone
Chicken run-ning all the time
It's a joke
Fake a smile to feel
No revealing anything and
That's the motto
Zoning out a lotta
Gotta bottle up
Gonna hit rock bottom
Sometimes
I brush it off
This time
I've given up
Falling out of love
With myself
The pressure of the world
Is getting too much
Too far gone
I've come undone
Runnin out of time
Out of sight
Out of mind
Runnin out of time
Out of sight
Out of mind
Look into my eyes
Tell me if you think I'm lying
As times runnin
I'm cummin
Undone, Undone
Sometimes
I brush it off
This time
I've given up
Falling out of love
With myself
The pressure of the world
Is getting too much
Too far gone
I've come undone
In the dark
Dark city
Ghost of my past
In the passenger seat singing to the
Mixtape spinning and
All I want is silence
Concentration dipping
Perennial violence
Sightless
Dryness
Of the iris
Tiredness
Lifeless
Nobody inside this
Mind is like a
Flightless
Birdie
Wing is hurtin'
Crows circling
Impossible to hurtle with
a motor burning
Sometimes
I brush it off
This time
I've given up
I've come undone
Back-pedal to the metal
I'm about to flip
Switch back to present, man
It better happen quick
Fix this, cos my mind is spinning
Round and round I go
Back home in the corner
Of the room when I'm alone
With a chip on my shoulder
And a chill along the bone
Chicken run-ning all the time
It's a joke
Fake a smile to feel
No revealing anything and
That's the motto
Zoning out a lotta
Gotta bottle up
Gonna hit rock bottom
Sometimes
I brush it off
This time
I've given up
Falling out of love
With myself
The pressure of the world
Is getting too much
Too far gone
I've come undone
Runnin out of time
Out of sight
Out of mind
Runnin out of time
Out of sight
Out of mind
Look into my eyes
Tell me if you think I'm lying
As times runnin
I'm cummin
Undone, Undone
Sometimes
I brush it off
This time
I've given up
Falling out of love
With myself
The pressure of the world
Is getting too much
Too far gone
I've come undone
Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Lewis Smith, Thousand Thoughts, Tom Caine
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