Acosmist - X / X lyrics

Been told it's what you make it Not so sure what that means Been holed up in suburbia The whites, the greys, the greens And I've been the type of tired The type you can't fix with sleep I feel like a shifting shadow In someone else's dreams But pull me back, pull me back, pull me back If I've drifted Lost the will to distinguish between what is swimming And what's sinking I know I'm not too friendly when I stay in my head And start drinking Even sitting in my sick I fall victim To reckless overthinking But I'm thinking about you Is it gonna feel this way forever? It's 5am, several hours before the sun rises Staring at a ceiling I don't recognize and My brown eyes have dried once or twice And subsequently welled up once again Thinking 'bout what I've left behind and what's next What leaving home behind represents Or how the very meaning of the word "home" changes With every pa**ing moment and how a new zip code Doesn't change who I am or who I've been I'm still unsteady in my skin And none of my clothes fit right and as hard as I try No amount of socialization, experimentation with d** Or walks alone can satisfy The demon on my shoulder telling me to take my life After all this time I'm still writing songs that gather dust on my computer After all this time I'm still writing songs that gather dust on my computer After all this time I'm still writing songs that gather dust on my computer