I spend too much time with my thoughts
I spend too much time alone
I lost sight of what matters, trapped myself out here in this abandoned home
Let me retreat from the boundaries I made in my mind
I'm sick of being stuck in bad dreams, they keep me confined
There used to be clarity as well as common sense as opposed to constant belligerence
There were times where I'd relax, I want them back
I would rest and feel refreshed, momentary escape from feeling stressed
My worries consolidate and press and I'll wear out in the end
You never really win
You never really can