spine

I'm just looking for a safe space outside of my mind

A familiar place that cared if I live or die

And depending on the days, I can't change my mind

If I tried, but I

But I feel it in my neck

Down my spine, it makes me sick, it's like a chill

Or something like a tick, I can't find, I can't find

And I can't un-hear the sirens, the wind blows the same fucking windchimes

And time is flying, can't find it, I can't find

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

(I'm getting older, can't wait for better days)