The Worst of It

The smell of smoke

I’m giving in

The taste of blood

I’m coming undone

Know that feeling

Regret swelling

There’s no comfort

My head is spinning

Look outside

My world is burning

This feels like failing

Swaying like a skinny tree in the wind

Cuz I never feel like I’m enough

Feels like one day I’ll just snap from it

Why fight it when the gust is too much

Feel the worst of it

Make the most of it

Feel the worst of it

Make the most of it