Composure

Try to make a heaven in my head
When I'm in the room
It's fogging up cause I don't know what to do with my hands
Ain't eating all that much and I've been speaking even less
See no open arm I guess its best not to insist
Always been reminded ain't no inconvenience
Always been reminded that the things that hide in skin
Are the things that pulled me in
To the places that I've been
And I've been cautious ever since
So beg my pardon know I'm talking in the wind
I know it's getting dark so you should probably go with him
I know you love to talk and I just can't keep up with it
Can't organize my thoughts I tried to write them in a list
And I been paging through the shit

And I been and I been and I been
And I been and I been and I been

Paging though it
Mostly while I'm writing music
Try your
Hardest not to miss me
Even though you know I love it when you do
I've been moving even lower on the list of who your cool with
Like who you calling when you losing it now
I take a look at myself I take a look at the ground
I take a look at this dutch I take a look at a cloud oh well



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Schwab
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