White Rooms - Scruffpuppie

Painting white rooms white

While the blue pill dissolves inside tonight

It’s 6 am, i haven’t been

This worried sick since my last binge

You take the 'M', it makes you thin

Forget the things you always did

I want to stop, i never will

I can’t slow down

It’s hard to build myself from where i was

3 months before you came and left me sore

You promised so much to my face

And spit right back, i can’t erase

And I’m psychotic

Brain’s a mess

I took too long, to not regret

I need a break from all these things

But what’s the point if you aren’t here with me?

And it’s tearing everyone to pieces

Soaring, wailing

How to fix this?

We’ve been strung out

Broken light tweaks

We aren’t lonely, but we’re hopeless