the panic starts to drip with sweat, starts to inch in increments
worms itself along, lodges into vertebrae
dangle myself over the edge, an arm's length across the bed
sprawled out onto the dirty mess of things
the collapsible gap between just out-of-reach pipe dreams
fold in on themselves, still taunting me
i won't crook when i stand, arch over end to end
rot my mouth when i speak aloud, feel my tongue bend
i burrowed my nails into the back of my head
peeled back each layer until there was nothing left
i did all this so i could start again
i did all this so i could start again
run circles around, dizzied, slow down, vertigo
spin a web i could cling, paralyzed, unnerving
i know i can't always lean on you
but i stop and i freeze and need to be rescued
when the walls start closing in
i struggle to be a better man
i want to mirror the past but i'm afraid i can't
fit my feet in the prints you've left
i know i can't always lean on you
but i stop and i freeze and need to be rescued
when the walls start closing in
a spitting image, my father's son
i hold my breath, glue my eye's shut
and while they're closed i'm someone new
i'm someone ready to face the day
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