Here - Written Years

I don’t wanna feel like I’ve lost the plot

My head’s in a mask and my hands in knots

Trying to sell my shit as art

There’s voices next store bathing in self esteem

Like chameleon girls dancing in my dreams

And me, I’ve given nothing to be free

Now I’m trying to find some place I can go

I headed back East, acid in my throat

Give it one day, I’ll be unknown

But I still fall asleep with the lights on

And I’m still living down the things I’ve done wrong

But you know that the worst has been kept in spades

Well, we are here, windows locked, we’re not leaving this place

So show us something and give us a way that we can be afraid

I wish I could recall waking up today

The faces are here but they’re not the same

She’s still coming down like acid rain

So I wash out my eyes with fluorescent light

Then fall back asleep with a stranger’s wife

Light a firework and let it go

While I’m driving back home coughing out the window

And there’s nothing I’ve done that seems real

But at least I still feel

So if I feel ashamed

Can you come here and waste my day?

We’ll forget what we fear and who we thought we would be

I can be now okay with just being here