Provincial

What a situation I put myself in

I'm a product of my own oblivion

Tilt my head back and breathe this in

I'm tired of overthinking

But hold out

'Cause sometimes that's just how these things go

Stay there

It's all part of the ebb and flow

Disjointed and irrational

There's an oasis but I'm stuck in a hellhole

Is the voice inside my head my own?

Or do I vomit words already wrote?

Hold out

'Cause sometimes that's just how these things go

Stay there

It's all part of the ebb and flow