Hair

I think it's time that we have
A one on one chat
Maybe you cannot be saved
Oh maybe you already knew all of that
You let me grow

Look at you
Talking to people that you've
Never even seen before in person
You don't know what they look like
But it feels nice
Cause you're filling a void that was left
When the people that
You knew as your friends
Moved on
So you work and you sleep and you talk And you rot
From the inside
No one in this world can help
Can help
Just
But If I get too attached then
I will break down and cry
And if we never connect then
I'll feel hollow inside
When I lie in my bed
Yeah I feel like I'm okay
If you reach my rotting hand
Should I hope that we're the same?

I feel like I've gone insane

I let it grow out
Then I'll feel something on my shoulder
Where you fell asleep
Where a hand of support would be
Can be me

I think it's time that we both
Let go of the past
Neither of us are the same
Oh maybe then you wouldn't
Brace for attack
When you leave your home

Open eyes
One way to socialize
With the little free time I have
It doesn't matter now how it plays out
Now I'm grayed out
You fall out of my grasp

I'm not insane
And
I'm not alone
I let it grow out
Then I'll feel something on my shoulder
Where you fell asleep
Where a hand of support would be
Can be me