Running a sink on a wound I couldn't move I felt the weight of the gravel above in my head space Rattling loose I got to used to fighting Against it In the morning The storm came in I swear I felt the shift And it weighted me down In the morning The storm came in I swear I felt the shift And it's weighing me down Beneath the surface Your workings It confirmed Yeah well maybe I'm losing it Arch, you bent back for me From cracked concrete I'm in disbelief And I live in Time in self Her eyes I'm so fried Running a sink on a wound I couldn't move I felt the weight of the gravel above in my head space Rattling lose I got to use to fighting Up against it Time in self Her eyes I'm so fried