This feels so alone, that it's making me numb
and I'm tired of this place, this solemn state
that tears me apart from everything
this forecast is wrong,
I'm running on fourteen days
where i haven't seen the sun and i think
it's time to erase this commonplace
assume that it's everything that i ever had at stake
this isn't jealousy, it's much more complicated and absurd
I'm searching desperately in paces finally trying to confirm
that it's my own degree of failure that I'm fighting to endure
So when i hear you on the radio
and it draws me undone
I'll be carelessly numb
It takes a surgeon to remove my skin and tell me what I've done
because these years of self-deceiving circumstance have clearly won
And now I'll lie here, scars and needles through my flesh as i once thought
And now I'll lie here wide awake wondering, God what have i done?
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