Chills

Chills:

You’re always looking to find a way out of here

You never sleep

You can’t recognize the face in the mirror

It looks like she’s been crying

It’s not fair

But nobody gives a fuck

So you cut off your hair and sold all your favourite cloth

You never go out, you’re always home

You don’t know what you’d say if you did anyhow

You’re so tired, you're so drained

You just want to sleep for a thousand days

You’re always looking to find a way out of here

You never sleep

You can’t recognize the face in the mirror

It looks like she’s been crying