Distant

Be quiet and keep your composure
In the corner with a trick up your sleeve
Feel like you could drown
Gone without a sound
Keep waiting for someone to call you
Every second checking your phone
You're so far from the ground
No matter how high
You keep looking down

You think that they're all watching you
But they don't notice you at all
No one there to talk to
Just a shock from the plug and a hole in the wall

Syd, Max, and the rest of their friends said
You could tag along if you want
And you were feeling bold
You punish yourself with the things that you're told
So silent, your hands in your pockets
No one else is feeling the burn
A house plant with a pulse
A wallflower turning bitter and cold

A crowded room makes you feel alone
Checking out as you're walking in
You placed your bet and you changed your tone
You can rig the machine but it won't let you win



Credits
Writer(s): Joey Tabak
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