Junk Mail (demo) Lyrics

An ancient sea grass latched on my leg

Pulled me in so I could not escape

I quickly empty out the room

With floods in my head, I go on my way

I pull away, but it's no use

Far away, I hear the muse

And this point of view that I wish not to share

This darkness cannot really be true

Oh, it comes to you

I know this

I fear what you've conveyed to me

I wish not to ever be seen

But here I lie, trapped away

All the pain in the room