I don't feel alright
In spite of these
comforting sounds
You make
I don't feel alright
Because you make promises
That you break
Into your house
Why don't we share our solitude
Nothing is pure
anymore but solitude
It's hard to make sense
Feels as if I'm sensing you
Through a lens
If someone else comes
I'll just sit here listening
to the drums
Previously I never called
it solitude
And probably you know
All the dirty shows I've put on
Blunted and exhausted
like anyone
Honestly I tried to avoid it
Honestly
Back when we were kids
We would always
know when to stop
And now all the good kids are
Messing up
Nobody has gained or
Accomplished anything