Indoor Sinkhole

Thank you for listening
Recently I've been struggling
I have no one left to confide in
And it would really help to talk

Fixtured, between the walls, floor and ceiling
I know, the lying down won't solve this mystery
Curled up but, stealing every inch of space
Why won't my, problems square up face to face

I'm running out (x7)

I'm running out
I'm running out of steam to get there
I'm running out
Sinking right down into my self

Pictured, swimming up the source of my despise
Feeling, like my days are lived out in disguise
Peaking out from, hidden from within the curtain
Seeking some, resolutions for only yet again

I'm running out (x7)

I'm running out
I'm running out of room to care
I'm running out
Sinking down into my

Selfish coping mechanisms
Altered circadian rhythm
Comatose days and sleepless nights

I'm running out of momentum
I'm running out of longevity
I'm running out of Turkish delight

I'm running out of ways to tell you
I'm running out of ways to kid myself
That everything is gonna be alright



Credits
Writer(s): Theo Watson, Zach Day
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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