Nothing really good feels right
I don't know how deep this goes but I need out
Let me spend these days in my room
Pulling at
Basement skeletons to decorate my walls.
Flooding my shelves and drawers
With history I'll never learn from.
I think it's time to lock that door
And start all over
I don't mind a blind trip down
A long and winding path
If it means I end up where I need to be
Eventually