marrow

I feel you In my head, my head Don't you feel me Again, again I stare at the floor tiles again And I'm so tired of cleaning up my mess, cleaning up mess I don't wanna be seen as a fake But I can't seem to show up to anything You're the reason I'm in pain But I won't make it in time And I'm burying myself it's a righteous waist of time. of time You told me we were fine I'd never heard you lie Except for this one time For that I'll give you mine