This Everything

I missed my turn
I’ve got nowhere to be
My logic hurts
I’ve got nowhere to be
This house is cursed
I’ve got nowhere to be
I choke on words
I’ve got nowhere to be
Moving backwards
Slowly
Moving backwards
Slowly
Im growing numb
I’ve got nowhere to be
A breathless lung
I’ve got nowhere to be
I’ve aged enough
I’ve got nowhere to be
I can’t get up
I’ve got nowhere to be
Moving backwards
Slowly
Moving backwards
Slowly
Moving backwards
Slowly
Moving backwards
Slowly
I don’t give much
But when I do
I give a lot, I give a lot
I don’t give much
But when I do
I give a lot, I give a lot
I don’t give much
But when I do
I give a lot, I give a lot
I don’t give much
But when I do, I give a lie
It’s this place, It’s this noise
It’s this everything
It’s this place, It’s this noise
It’s this everything