Midnight sweat in every pore
Never felt as cold before
Friends and neighbours come visiting no more
Red blood turns black and sore
All we thought we had is gone
Every battle lost and won
Kick the poet, he knows you've had your fun
Now it's him and you have none
A crimson shimmer on the bathroom floor
As I sit in silence, pain comes knocking at my door
Yeah, I know that phrase is quite a common allegory
But someone told me every image tells a tragic story
People tell me not to worry, but I don't feel alright
Like Han Solo when he was frozen in carbonite
Is it just myself or has the air become a bit chilly
I guess that deep inside of me I feel somewhat silly
For interrupting my train of thought
Now I'm slowly going crazy in my flower pot
Sorry for not telling you sooner about my sorrow
I was hoping I would feel alright again tomorrow
I was hoping I would feel alright again tomorrow
I'd like to complain
I'd like to explain
My situation
But I can't
I'd like to complain
I'd like to explain
My situation
But I can't
credits
from Mixed Signals,
released July 19, 2020
Leon Kersken
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