Pencils scattered on the bathroom floor,
It’s a dirty world
Thoughts, hidden behind closed doors,
True feelings are blurred
Taking time, I’m fine I’m fine
I’ve never passed out before
Empty rum bottles, stinking bedsheets
This time it’s me on the bathroom floor
Pick me up, or maybe don’t
I’ve lived too much on pity
I’ll crawl my way back to my bed,
And someday back to my city.
Red eyes, tears caged
Empty gazes, smiles staged
Do you know a crying shadow?
Sorry sorry, I’m beginning to worry
It’s much too much truth at once
Second thoughts, vodka shots
A pack of Marlboro for lunch
I’m a nobody I’m allowed mistakes
I’m a nobody, I said
I’ll find my way to my city tomorrow
But right now I need to find my bed.