Annabel Lee - Drift

Terrain Vague

Clocks, goals, targets
But yeah we do feel alone
Tick the boxes, don't rest
Another task to be done

All my friends pretend they're doing fine
But they're not

Clean up the mess
In your head before you drown
Intravenous fresh air
There's no calm and there's no storm
White expenses
Ideals or so called ones
Places to be
Adulescents so called ones

Random spaces
Achievements or so called one
Dysfunctional, blurry
Friends or lovers so called ones

We all shiver when standing tall
Seeking for comfort

From someone else
From someone else
From someone else

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