Spun
Slow down my head
I feel it racing again
And with my legs feeling numb
I feel spun, I'm always spun
With this ache in my neck
I'm drifting backwards again
Breathe out, breathe in
Nothing seems to fix it
4-7-8 empty the lungs from your body
Exhale air towards the floor
Does it even make a difference?
I come crawling back for more
I'll rip my heart out
If it'll let you know
I'm really trying
To pull through for you
I'll rip my heart out
If it'll let you know
I'm really trying
To pull through for you
I want to be
Someone else entirely
I want to shed my skin, be new again and fade away
Why can't you see?
I'm strung out on my misery
And I self sabotage whenever I see fit
But you don't give a shit, no
I'll rip my heart out
If it'll let you know
I'm really trying
To pull through for you
I'll rip my heart out
If it'll let you know
I'm really trying
To pull through for you
What ever happened to your tongue?
I stay spun, you'll just run
I gathered petals for your hair
But they dried out without the sun
4-7-8 empty the lungs from your body
Exhale air towards the floor
Does it even make a difference?
I come crawling back for more
I feel it racing again
And with my legs feeling numb
I feel spun, I'm always spun
With this ache in my neck
I'm drifting backwards again
Breathe out, breathe in
Nothing seems to fix it
4-7-8 empty the lungs from your body
Exhale air towards the floor
Does it even make a difference?
I come crawling back for more
I'll rip my heart out
If it'll let you know
I'm really trying
To pull through for you
I'll rip my heart out
If it'll let you know
I'm really trying
To pull through for you
I want to be
Someone else entirely
I want to shed my skin, be new again and fade away
Why can't you see?
I'm strung out on my misery
And I self sabotage whenever I see fit
But you don't give a shit, no
I'll rip my heart out
If it'll let you know
I'm really trying
To pull through for you
I'll rip my heart out
If it'll let you know
I'm really trying
To pull through for you
What ever happened to your tongue?
I stay spun, you'll just run
I gathered petals for your hair
But they dried out without the sun
4-7-8 empty the lungs from your body
Exhale air towards the floor
Does it even make a difference?
I come crawling back for more
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Santell
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