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Bodily


The moment I wake up you're on my mind

Between my stomach and my throat, there are too many ties

You've consumed my brain and while I'm trying not to let you go

I know I've got to let you slip down and off my spine

 

I guess you'll be the one mistake that I'll never fully regret

And you're not the only one that's wondering why I'm not done yet

You are my anxiety

It's such a sick feeling

But I know if you're not at my forehead you're at the back of my neck

 

You're there when I sleep when I wake

You're the reason I still feel anymore

You're the break in my veins

You're the poison I freely take 

The gilded daybreak is coming in

And from what I remember it's such a sick feeling

But it still needs to be spoken

 

Your very existence is dragging me down

Bittersweet tragedy but we're all fine now

And I can't seem to write anything without you haunting in it

You're still in me

You are bodily

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