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I'm covered with debris |
I keep thinking someone else’s words lyrics songs will work out the kinks in the words I can’t say, the sickness that washes me away now I see the waste and I can’t get past this place I’m covered with debris it’s dirty air I breathe I don’t know how to be I feel high for a minute epiphanies turn to epitaphs I ache anger disgust I can’t shake cry to convulsions mind still bent begging someone never speaking I’m covered with debris it’s dirty air I breathe I don’t feel like I can see fear digs in its heels regret goes in for the kill I saw someone today too depressed to care enough to bathe I knew what to say and when she tells me she wants to run away, I knew what to say she thinks she’s losing it she doesn’t know how to get back on the track she was barely on I can give advice sitting in her home but I’m covered in debris It’s dirty air I breathe I know what’s expected of me I just can’t get free. |