Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick, and think of you caught up in circles confusion is nothing new Flashback, warm nights almost left behind suitcases of memories, time after--
sometimes you picture me I'm walking too far ahead you're calling to me, I can't hear what you've said Then you say, go slow I fall behind the second hand unwinds
screw screw screw everything. im upset. yea hell yea im upset. now everyone and everything can just fuck off.
