Solitude
Context is of need
To explain this test you put upon me
A mess is this need
To conjure a reason why you should leave
Do I need a metaphor
To extend this feeling
I dont think I'm crazy anymore
Just a soul staring at a ceiling
Don't you think I see more?
With a sensitive sentiment
Don't you think I believe more
If you told me
I can't breathe no more
These bed sheets have taken ahold of me
I'm at peace
With nothing but the world against me
These gray days
Inhabited by depressants
A generation of contestants
Fighting against past mistakes
Drugs to open a door
To happiness and more
Out there somewhere
There's a welcoming to death
A birthday party of champagne
And cyanide in a dress
I can't breathe in this air
It's even more toxic than your hair
I'll run backwards on a dream
Of which I wake up in solitude
Blowing away the dust
From common sense I never use
Philosophize every word
From a source of the internet
Intoxicating the truth
Of young and good intent
I'm lost
Don't you wanna know
How far I've got
Without you insecticides
To blind my eyes
Blind my mind
These gray days
Inhabited by depressants
A generation of contestants
Fighting against past mistakes
Drugs to open a door
To happiness and more
Out there somewhere
There's a welcoming to death
A birthday party of champagne
And cyanide in a dress
I can't breathe in this air
It's even more toxic than your hair
To explain this test you put upon me
A mess is this need
To conjure a reason why you should leave
Do I need a metaphor
To extend this feeling
I dont think I'm crazy anymore
Just a soul staring at a ceiling
Don't you think I see more?
With a sensitive sentiment
Don't you think I believe more
If you told me
I can't breathe no more
These bed sheets have taken ahold of me
I'm at peace
With nothing but the world against me
These gray days
Inhabited by depressants
A generation of contestants
Fighting against past mistakes
Drugs to open a door
To happiness and more
Out there somewhere
There's a welcoming to death
A birthday party of champagne
And cyanide in a dress
I can't breathe in this air
It's even more toxic than your hair
I'll run backwards on a dream
Of which I wake up in solitude
Blowing away the dust
From common sense I never use
Philosophize every word
From a source of the internet
Intoxicating the truth
Of young and good intent
I'm lost
Don't you wanna know
How far I've got
Without you insecticides
To blind my eyes
Blind my mind
These gray days
Inhabited by depressants
A generation of contestants
Fighting against past mistakes
Drugs to open a door
To happiness and more
Out there somewhere
There's a welcoming to death
A birthday party of champagne
And cyanide in a dress
I can't breathe in this air
It's even more toxic than your hair
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Writer(s): Joseph Lee
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