Oh the flood, my dear old friend.
The way you drown out any sense.
How hard it is to even move from the dread, the way I can't even think with how heavy it is.
And when my body weighs upon itself, goosebumps down my spine and legs.
So hard to describe how it feels to sink into your chest.
It's painful darling, fuck it's fucking painful.
I thought I'd never have to feel again, wasn't that the plan?
And I run circles in my head, let's call it as it is, obsessive, who knew love could feel like this.
And it's fucking painful darling, fuck it's fucking painful.
