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a conversation about identity

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Letras
Laying up at night

No concept of myself

I′m lost inside my head

You're lost inside, as well

I′m breathing in fresh air

On my grandparents' front porch

While you're laying in the grass

Or you′re staring at the floor

And anxious like I am

I′m panicking again

'Cause I′m losing touch with all

The people I call friends

You're losing in a staring contest

With whatever′s in your mirror

You are me and I am you

But we're not one and I′m inferior

I'm three beers past five too many

I'm two bowls past too high

I′m one forehead kiss away

From falling asleep when I realize

That my whole life is up in the air

My heart is out on a tightrope

And my mind is so unaware

That the safety net was cut a long time ago

So why should I remember

When good times come around

If the deafening silence of anxiety

Will drown out the prettiest sounds

At the bottom of a riverbed

My nightmares are coming on

They feel like my favorite song

If I didn′t know the words whenever it came on