Lights Out

In shock, I can't take things too personally

I can't grasp the fact that things are not in my own hands

Shut your mouth

Control freak, I've got the OCD, and I can't sleep

What we sow is what we reap

The bags under my eyes are muscles counting sheep

Writing down my thoughts until the lights out

You gotta turn it off 'cause I can't come down

Cigarettes, fried food, coping mechanisms

Positive attitude, empathetic, tracing my decisions

Writing down my thoughts until the lights out

You gotta turn it off 'cause I can't come down