Cobwebs

Yeah, I’m in my head again
Yeah, you probably think your innocent
Flex the same but you’re the one who’s acting different
Or is it me?
I tried to change you wouldn’t leave me be
I’m living in the past again
Started thinking about my fucked-up friends
I start the job but I see no end
Hold my hand cause I’m off the edge
I don’t care how the fuck your feeling
You’re the cobwebs on my ceiling
If I told you I would leave you there
You would act like you didn’t care
Twist my words before you eat them up
Live my life buried in the dust
Push me to the edge
Yeah, I’ve been there
Talked to the devil in Chicago said life ain’t fair
Hold my hand while I jump off the deep end
It’s the weather, something changed in the season