I Think That I'm Getting Boring
I don't picture you so sweetly now
I know you're no angel
I let you under my skin somehow
I think i'll keep you there as long as i'm able
It's in my lungs it's in my teeth
It's in my bones and in my sleep
It's in my throat don't let me breathe
Suffocate the restlessness
I'm not sick of this yet
I'll sedate my racing head
To waste more time with you in bed
I don't mind the lack of dread
I don't crave the end
Won't resent being content
I don't crave the end
Tried to be more gentle with myself
But it makes me feel uneasy
If you're the thing that's sending me to hell
Won't waste my time with inner healing
Suffocate the restlessness
I'm not sick of this yet
I'll sedate my racing head
To waste more time with you in bed
I don't mind the lack of dread
I don't crave the end
Won't resent being content
I don't crave the end
I think that i'm getting boring
Or maybe i'm getting better
I don't hate the mornings
I talk about the weather
Will you think i'm boring
When i don't want to go out
Will you be there in the morning
Suffocate the restlessness
I'm not sick of this yet
I'll sedate my racing head
To waste more time with you in bed
I don't mind the lack of dread
I don't crave the end
Won't resent being content
I don't crave the end
I know you're no angel
I let you under my skin somehow
I think i'll keep you there as long as i'm able
It's in my lungs it's in my teeth
It's in my bones and in my sleep
It's in my throat don't let me breathe
Suffocate the restlessness
I'm not sick of this yet
I'll sedate my racing head
To waste more time with you in bed
I don't mind the lack of dread
I don't crave the end
Won't resent being content
I don't crave the end
Tried to be more gentle with myself
But it makes me feel uneasy
If you're the thing that's sending me to hell
Won't waste my time with inner healing
Suffocate the restlessness
I'm not sick of this yet
I'll sedate my racing head
To waste more time with you in bed
I don't mind the lack of dread
I don't crave the end
Won't resent being content
I don't crave the end
I think that i'm getting boring
Or maybe i'm getting better
I don't hate the mornings
I talk about the weather
Will you think i'm boring
When i don't want to go out
Will you be there in the morning
Suffocate the restlessness
I'm not sick of this yet
I'll sedate my racing head
To waste more time with you in bed
I don't mind the lack of dread
I don't crave the end
Won't resent being content
I don't crave the end
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Writer(s): Phoebe Green
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