Stuck behind screens, digital offerings, widens our disconnect. Please blow my mind, unplug me or send a postcard I might never get
Don’t breathe the air that I breathe
Don’t look my way or come near me
Pull this knife from my back, you’ll see just like you I can bleed
I’m feeling sick, anxious and over it...
Life feels too long when alone
Losing my mind, watching paint dry
Stuck between four walls inside of my home
Don’t breathe the air that I breathe
Don’t look my way or come near me
Pull this knife from my back, you’ll see just like you I can bleed
I’m feeling sick, anxious and over it...
Life feels too long when alone
Losing my mind, watching paint dry
Stuck between four walls inside of my home
( After The Fall )
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