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Popcorn Ceilings
03:05
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With my feet on the wall, I'm trying to not think at all.
Because when my mind starts to race,
I always end up in last place.
You just texted me 'I miss you' and I guess that I miss you,
But I really wish I didn't, I wish so much things were different.
I'm so dishonest with myself. I'd rather be anyone else,
But I can't slip out of my skin so I will learn to play my hand.
With both of mine in my pockets and you're
Still scrolling through your news feed
Digging deep in to last week.
'I've never talked about it much' she says
As she lights her ninth cigarette
But i can tell that you've been here before
By the way she gets up to lock the door
But I won't say a word
And your friends, they keep asking you
If you will be leaving soon
And my hands, they won't make a move
I'm really not sure what I should do
'I can tell that you're not over me'
She whispers before she gets up to leave
'But I won't say a word'
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LVL. 99 Pidgeot
04:11
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Every time I close my eyes I'm there again and its no surprise,
I'm not getting any sleep tonight.
"I've gotta get out of here," she is screaming.
Her face is covered in tears. "But im not leaving
Without you," she says.
You're always talking about how I need to get my shit together,
Go back to school, and maybe move out, get my own place.
Some space to breathe, responsibility and such.
I need to cut out this crutch, cuz it draining my pockets
I'm not quite sure how I'll ever stop it.
You asked me," can I stay the night?
I really don't wanna go back home tonight."
So if you see me, struggling with breathing
Or showing up and then leaving, as soon as I've been greeted
Just know it's nothing personal and no, I don't wanna talk to you
There's really nothing else to say, so please don't mind me
She said, "I'm losing my mind and I don't think that I'll find it,
But I've had some time, I think I'll survive despite it."
The rain never stopped, your sheets just made it so quiet,
Buried beneath blankets while the days slowly dying.
And I say, "I'm broken. You're broken." So sure I had stolen
Every line from every song that I wish I had wrote.
I never really had a way with words
Everytime I try to make my point it sounds absurd
Every time I hear you speak
I know everything will be just fine
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