Lines Video (MV)

I make my way by being indecisive. Letting my vices define me. They hold off the low key suicidal remarks
I thought I'd try just talking this time, even if they are just written lines and even if I lie to myself
It doesn't matter if I believe them all, right? I think it's a form of forming a habit? Or maybe not, I dunno

I talk to myself an awful lot. The thoughts get lost when I run out of things to say. I just kind of sit there in Silence. Nothing else to do anyways
Is it sadness or frustration? the train's leaving the station. I sure hope I'm on time
This time I don't think I'll miss it. We're following the same lines