Vertigo

Waiting at the airport lost and found Watching machines push suitcases 'round and 'round Got a lot of baggage in my mind Pick a pretty package, see what's still left inside I thought when I was older, I would be on top I thought the jealousy would drop But it never stops I've got a strange obsession Of mixing love and loss, but at what cost? I'm protecting myself from emotional healing Got a lot of friends inside my brain Head and heart, past and present, harmony and pain Everybody's telling me to run Find the sequence, pull the trigger, self-sabotage for fun I thought when I was older, I would be on top I thought the jealousy would drop But it never stops I've got a strange obsession Of mixing love and loss, but at what cost? I'm protecting myself from emotional healing I thought when I was older, I would be on top I thought the jealousy would drop But it never stops I've got a strange obsession Of mixing love and loss, but at what cost? I'm protecting myself from emotional healing