At home in stasis
The same positions
The same philosophy
I don't know myself
But I feel I know inertia
Some ghost pains
The same stuff in my veins
Phantom remains of memories
When I got hurt long ago
But I just forgot
Always gettin' put in my place
I need some bad day medicine
This house has monsters in it already
At least by comparison
I'm sorry, I don't mean to hurt your feelings
I just feel like I'm dying
Like I'm growing older
But I'm none the wiser
I'm scared I might have schizophrenia
Or just some kind of paranoia
Secretly contemplating suicide
Right after I had internal diatribe
I hate hating myself so much
I hate hating myself
It's not even worth it
Even if you tell me
That I don't deserve it
I just can't believe you
Sometimes it feels like me
And sometimes it feels like you're just not convinced
Ghost pain
Haunted trauma
Do they have unfinished business
And how much longer?
Defense mechanisms
Tense perfectionism
Does trauma ever go away
Or does it just always stay and haunt you?
Always stay and haunt you
Does it just always stay and haunt you?
I'm so tired of being too young
But getting old scares me
I feel like I've lived too long
For things to ever change
They'll just get worse
Nothing to say
Nothing to do
Where's my new coat of paint
Where's my room electric blue
These ideas, they can't be real
But they find me, they're inside me
Who am I to say they're mine
Do they really describe me
Ghost pain
Haunted trauma
Do they have unfinished business
And how much longer?
Defense mechanisms
Tense perfectionism
Does trauma ever go away
Or does it just always stay and haunt you?
Does it just always stay and haunt you?
Does it just always stay and haunt you?