Useless feeling making it's way back home
Forever meant to find it's way into my bones
Lay in bed, feeding this feigning body. Inhaling nicotine and bad boxed wine
Useless feeling carved into my skin
Laughing quietly, up against my pillar of sin
Lay in bed, feigning, f*cked, and hiding
Not a picture of health, but rather just surviving
Finding my way slowly, by slowing down my breathing
Lay in bed and try not to think