Four counts to inhale
Seven counts out
Trying to regulate
Breath I long to be without
Hyperventilate
A silent shout
Getting through this
Doesn't mean winning the bout
Without warning, I'm twenty-three again
Living by train tracks, debating a leap
Scared to speak upon it, only to hear"it's not that deep
Go get some sleep"
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Heavy beating chest
Beet-red eyes
Told I'm exaggerating
I'm not yet wise
Heavily medicated
Numb as rock
Waiting to unravel, and
Watching the clock (tik tok, tik tok)
Without warning, I'm seventeen again
Head underwater; praying to drown
If God could flood His beloved world, why not take me now?
I want to die, but I don't want to hurt
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
How many failed finales, does it take to end the show?
More fearful than life itself is all I don't know
And all that I'm craving is a blackout that's for good
My one true north star; my experienced girlhood.