Song #7 Sane
I touch my own skin and feel you there Wonder how it'd be to breathe your air It's catastrophic The things you do by existing I don't want it long term Be my first and last fling? I sense the tension in your words And my verse It grows worse While I go mad with thirst. To drink in your sorrows With the feelings that I borrowed. It's a good thing I'm always numb It's a better thing I never fell in love It's amazing Until it gets me in trouble. So go ahead and touch me So I can smell and breathe you Who said anything about leaving? We're here, just me and you. I -I never believed in this. I-I will never let go of it. So it's terrible The way you move away It's miserable The way I never stay It's heartbreaking I see us buried in rubble. I imagine this to be breaking the bubble I wonder is my song so subtle Would you see yourself in it? Or would you not believe me? Again. I never pride myself at being sane.