Blank II
I'm staying up late again
Something about the darkness that feels like a friend
'There'sm sleeping in once again
Cause I don't understand the song birds when they sing
I don't feel it
Anymore
I don't feel it
Anymore
Black out the sun
Drag my sorry ass back to bed
It's safer in the darkness
I can't see inside my own head
The doc gave me prescriptions
I found my own bottle of meds
Don't bother with the curtains
I'll just black myself instead
Cause I don't feel it
Anymore
I don't feel it
Anymore
Late to the party
You lost your yellow handbag
Long conversation
In the car on the way back
Foggy cracked windshield
Feet up on the dashboard
You hate the smell of cigarettes
I just need one to clear my head
Leaving the party it's more of the same
We're talking in circles while you shift the blame
It's clear in the rearview
That I don't feel
Anything
Anymore
So why am I so desperate to think that I am better than other people
When we come from the same nothingness we unwillingly all retreat to
I just wanna be
I'm tired of the same old rinse and repeat
And sleeping through scenes I should be living
So when the curtain calls
I can take a bow
And be proud of the person I am now
I got used to nothing and being a bore
Now to do almost anything feels like a chore
But tomorrow I'll wake up
And come back for more
Brush my teeth
Wash my hair
Drag myself out the door
Cause I wanna feel it again
Something about the darkness that feels like a friend
'There'sm sleeping in once again
Cause I don't understand the song birds when they sing
I don't feel it
Anymore
I don't feel it
Anymore
Black out the sun
Drag my sorry ass back to bed
It's safer in the darkness
I can't see inside my own head
The doc gave me prescriptions
I found my own bottle of meds
Don't bother with the curtains
I'll just black myself instead
Cause I don't feel it
Anymore
I don't feel it
Anymore
Late to the party
You lost your yellow handbag
Long conversation
In the car on the way back
Foggy cracked windshield
Feet up on the dashboard
You hate the smell of cigarettes
I just need one to clear my head
Leaving the party it's more of the same
We're talking in circles while you shift the blame
It's clear in the rearview
That I don't feel
Anything
Anymore
So why am I so desperate to think that I am better than other people
When we come from the same nothingness we unwillingly all retreat to
I just wanna be
I'm tired of the same old rinse and repeat
And sleeping through scenes I should be living
So when the curtain calls
I can take a bow
And be proud of the person I am now
I got used to nothing and being a bore
Now to do almost anything feels like a chore
But tomorrow I'll wake up
And come back for more
Brush my teeth
Wash my hair
Drag myself out the door
Cause I wanna feel it again
Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Dougherty
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