Room 17

Don't mind talking bout it

You just never say the right thing

My mind isn't quiet

Like it was when we met

By the stairs next to the basement

Where you've kept your feelings

Wanna pull your skin off

Anything to let some light in

I'll give you all the space you need just wanted room for me in it

Cause I can't even hear silence anymore

You weren't born a bother

God I hate your mother

Holding like a reservoir

Open the floodgates it's who you are

Standing by for a message

Knowing I should have less fucking expectations

Face flat burning on the pavement

I'll give you all the space you need just wanted room for me in it

So I don't feel like im dying anymore

You are done being comfortable

You should know your friends are fucking horrible

Mhh mmh

You are done being comfortable

You should know your friends are fucking horrible