Perspectives From the Blue Couch
The days seem to be getting shorter
I'm tired of getting older
Oh god
I'm so tired
Took care of the grinding pain in my chest
Stabbing it over and over again
Eyelids grow heavy I'm starting to see you
Only breathed it in so I could forget your name
It melts my disguise
It melts my disguise
Slit my finger on these running days
Wishing I'd run dry
While trying to convince myself of just
One more reason why
I've started to see another guy
He asks me what the shapes look like
To my eyes
Look like to my eyes
I'm tired of getting older
Oh god
I'm so tired
Took care of the grinding pain in my chest
Stabbing it over and over again
Eyelids grow heavy I'm starting to see you
Only breathed it in so I could forget your name
It melts my disguise
It melts my disguise
Slit my finger on these running days
Wishing I'd run dry
While trying to convince myself of just
One more reason why
I've started to see another guy
He asks me what the shapes look like
To my eyes
Look like to my eyes
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