i hate when my mind overthinks
cuz in this state my emotions are at a blank
but your ability to always get them highten
mixed with my ability to always fall victim.
don’t you hate when you cry and the salt burns?
don’t you hate that’s it’s not me and you?
no more nighttime thoughts bore from good memories,
no more heartfelt hellos or good talks with you.
days gone cold in my headspace,
heart gon slowly go cold
that familiar smell reminds me of the pasttimes,
wish i could’ve past over because you’re the exit