Hazy

On my mind

The games you play,

They stay on my mind,

I try to tell my friends

That I’m fine,

But I’m fading in and out of conscious.

Waiting round,

Feeling like I’m always in doubt,

Of where your head is at,

I’m too proud,

To ask about the situation,

Could never be the one who’s chasing.

I would rather live in the grey,

Than admit to the cold light of day,

Rather live in sweet disarray,

Than chase all these demons away.

Sometimes it gets hazy,

And I feel like fading,

Surrender to maybe’s,

‘Cause I’d rather be hazy,

Reaching out,

Everyday I’m thinking about,

Whether I should let you know how I’m feeling,

There’s a space in my heart that needs healing,

And it’s fading in and out of conscious.

I would rather live in the grey,

Than admit to the cold light of day,

Rather live in sweet disarray,

Than chase all my demons away.

Sometimes it gets hazy,

And I feel like fading,

Surrender to maybe’s,

‘Cause I’d rather be hazy.