Composure Lyrics

Try to make a heaven in my head

When I'm in the room

It's fogging up cause I don't know what to do with my hands

Ain't eating all that much and I've been speaking even less

See no open arm I guess its best not to insist

Always been reminded ain't no inconvenience

Always been reminded that the things that hide in skin

Are the things that pulled me in

To the places that I've been

And I've been cautious ever since

So beg my pardon know I'm talking in the wind

I know it's getting dark so you should probably go with him

I know you love to talk and I just can't keep up with it

Can't organize my thoughts I tried to write them in a list

And I been paging through the shit

And I been and I been and I been

And I been and I been and I been

Paging though it

Mostly while I'm writing music

Try your

Hardest not to miss me

Even though you know I love it when you do

I've been moving even lower on the list of who your cool with

Like who you calling when you losing it now

I take a look at myself I take a look at the ground

I take a look at this dutch I take a look at a cloud oh well