i've been running so long
keeping on my feet
never settling down
afraid to fall asleep
i've been driving back and forth
between the distances
searching for comfort in
other's homes
but i've learned it won't matter
where the hell i stay
nothing feels right anymore
nowhere serves for home
when you're drowning in your own head
no wonder it feels
like drowning
when i go to lay in bed
alone with my thoughts
it's like i've left myself to rot
i think maybe
i'm running from myself
and that's why i don't feel joy
the way i would before
when i let myself drift about
from door to door
