Kayak Jones Running Blind
Anxiety has me tearing at the seams, I'm running blind. A stifled cog in the machine
I buried them
Cut me open again, fix all the shit that's wrong inside my f..cking head cause I don't think that I can make it through this reverie I'm trapped in. Stare complacently, tell me something that will harbor my belief that things aren't always as damaged as they seem
Anxiety has me tearing at the seams, I'm running blind. A cog in the machine. I'll lie dormant until I decompose, cold just like the snow. I just gave up hope
And I'll try to reflect on the sentiments I've always kept
It's just that anxiety has me tearing at the seams. I'm running blind. A cog in the machine. I'll lie dormant until I decompose, cold just like the snow. I just gave up hope
The things you said I buried them in the back of my head. So I'll keep pretending that I'm better when we talk even though we know I'm not
Cut me open again
Anxiety has me tearing at the seams. I'm running blind. A cog in the machine and I cut too close. I severed all the bindings that held all hope that I'd grow past this all. I just gave up hope
