Cyclone

I dealt with everything I felt on my own
My blood is thin, my head is a cyclone
I'm left holding onto thinning strings
I'm gone with the fucking wind

I see more of the floor than anyone I care for
Stuck on the same page
Every second, every minute I'm awake I wish I wasn't
The weight of the world crushes through my rib cage

I don't wanna feel like this
Wish I could be the me I see when I dream
But I can't fall asleep

I'm not proud of the man I've become
I poison the soil that I walk on
Hold my head above the surface, but it's too deep
It's no wonder I can't go to sleep

What's the point when everything's wrong
I poison the soil that I walk on
I'm left holding onto thinning strings
I'm gone with the fucking wind