Go Home. Play Music. Feel Better.

Right now I'm crawling out of the skin I'm entitled to

Into the one you think makes me look best

Is it you or me who I'll attempt to be lying to,

Only to show my colors when I get undressed.

Showcasing my body, miserably recounting.

Creating a mirage, imitating intimacy in Cobb County.

But I will not falter, I will not budge,

I will stop trying to say it doesn't matter so much.

Take on a cause, hold for the applause,

Impulsive vanity's a common crutch.

Coming to terms with the matter of facts

Like the fact that I matter at all.

Consume my body like I consume Adderall.

I know something you don't.

We'll talk it over if you'd answer your phone

(I'll sit and wait in my bed, I'll sit and wade in your head)

Coming to find I need to pick up my slack,

Realize I can't go back

To pick up pieces, fulfill those things that I lack.

Wide-eyed and not so smart.

For I'm just a body, a temple with doors kept as open as my heart

Long drive full of thoughts.

Thinking we could be something

Worthwhile, but nonetheless we'll never talk.

So go home where you roam.

Take comfort in wherever you plant your feet.

I'm running in circles, I'm falling down

Coming to find I can't get out of my head,

But maybe all of this is better unsaid.