7eleven Lyrics

Do

Thoughts

Melt?

Mine seem to slug together every which way

Maybe that's how they're supposed to be

Without any semblance of direction

But I hate when they start sloshing around in my head

It's hard not to think about the people I love and hate

Their faces don't build in my mind, it makes my heartache

It seems like I don't care about the people I love

But I'm really scared of not being enough

Visit a 7-Eleven near midnight

Cruise down the linoleum aisles

Question why I even came tonight

As my vision blurs and everything crosses the light

My hands shake with every risky line

And my face isn't even mine

It's scratched up and undefined

Do thoughts melt, or do they sink?

Will you ever look at me in my glassy eyes and ask me, "are you alright?"

Because I seemed to mess everything up

Will you cup your hands in mine and tell me, "You are enough"

People don't care about what I have to say

And I'm just there to give them a sense of morality

It feels like all they do is pity me

A melody that's cursed me with its complexities

It isn't even a good sight to see

It bullies me about everything

Detach from everything I know

It'll prove to me that I'll always be alone

Every fault is my own

My hands shake with a faltering smile

As I walk down the 7-Eleven's aisle

My face isn't even mine

It's rotten and defiled

"I didn't want you to worry about me, but it's gone and spilled out now"