Fell Flat

I almost lost it, I almost lost it all

I try to stay connected with my thoughts But I disconnect, I'm out of touch

I'm out of reach, it's fine by me, You attack me like seasonal allergies

But baby, I know I'm a fuck up I know it's not tangible

But I, I wish it could change All this self-sabotage I put myself through

I put myself through, through, oh I fell flat on my face when I try to get to you

Get to you, get to you And I know that it hurts

Put my phone on mute Blocking out this negative energy

But what's the truth? There's no rhyme, there's no reason of the madness

You put on, on your nails start digging into my arms, the best