Nobody knows what I just really am
Nobody's here.
And I ask myself,
Will they ever come back?
And If you come running home
I might not even care
And if I tell you to follow
I'll stray from the path
Purge me.
I can't do it myself.
I am your
ebola
Will I shake?
Will my heart stop?
why can't I breathe?
Why can't I wake up?
Mixing uppers and downers
Sweet mint and something rotten.
I could be in a better place.
But it's my fault I'm here
