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My head's spinning and I'm done, I've had enough

The days are blending and the memories are turning to mush

I've lost my purpose and my heart's folding in on itself

And I'm running with my tail in my mouth

No idea where I'm headed

And I don't get surprised when I don't see the horizon growing

And I'm sinking in my bed

Ten feet in, already swimming with the fishes

So I wait for the hook that'll end me or make me a real musician

I hate my clothes

I hate my hair

I hate my music and the shoes I wear

I'm sick of waiting and I'm sick of being sick

Where's my mind when I need to think?

Think?

My heart is empty for your longing

It's beating for the keeping or the staying or the leaving

I sit and watch you write your letters

I know that they deliver to the hands of their holder

You bite the nails of the hands I hold so don't be surprised when we're cold