I don't feel alright
In spite of these
comforting sounds you make
I don't feel alright
Because you make
promises that you break
Into your house
Why don't we share
Our solitude?
Nothing is
pure Anymore
But solitude
It's hard to make sense
Feels as if I'm sensing
you through a lens
If someone else comes
I'll just sit here
listening to the drums
Previously
I never called
It solitude
And probably you know
All the dirty shows I've
like anyone Honestly I
tried to avoid it Honestly
Back when we were kids
We would always
kids are messing up
Nobody has gained
or accomplished
Anything