Death of Me

I’ll starve 

I’ll dehydrate 

Who cares if I forgot the date 

Or what time it is 

I miss some birthdays 

A few too many clock-ins 

And I wish you would just stop it 

Warning me I’ll get fired at this rate 

 

You say you still believe in me 

I wonder if you can even see 

 

The vast highway 

Is a canvas I wanna paint 

And my mind breaks 

Down every time it rains 

The lights guiding up front 

Never stay 

My imagination 

Will be the death of me 

 

I’ll stop 

I’ll go over the top 

I’ll be anywhere but my lane 

I’ll crash so hard 

For a week straight 

And hate the car 

That drives itself so freaking far 

While I can’t self-motivate 

I just drive everyone insane 

 

And they say they always believe in me 

I wonder why they can’t even see 

 

The vast highway 

Is a canvas begging for paint 

And my mind breaks 

Down every time it rains 

The lights guiding ahead 

Never stay 

My imagination 

Will be the death of me 

 

I’m afraid 

I’ve made myself dizzy with need 

And you say 

You still believe in me 

 

(You still believe in me) 

(Who’d still believe in me) 

 

I say 

The vast highway 

Is a canvas I wanna paint 

And my mind breaks 

For anything, any day 

The lights guiding up front 

Never stay 

My imagination 

Flew so far away 

 

That the highways 

Look like they could crumble in my wake 

And my mind breaks 

Down every time it rains 

And the light that I was 

Holding high up front 

Started to fade 

My imagination 

Will be the death of me 

 

(Who’d still believe in me) 

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