Swept

And I'd rather be A squatter in my head So I could leave Whenever things get bad But I've hid for days Imprisoned and on trial this house is halfway But I'm half in denial I was fine with just tearing apart myself It's always easier than dealing with mental health I took my place at the back of the shelf Lately And well lucky you For grinding down my edge And if rumors true I'l break before I bend Cuz im still the same An atrophy of fins But god how youve changed And I'm still sleeping in I was fine with just tearing apart myself It's always easier than dealing with mental health I took my place at the back of the shelf Lately You were helpful in the moments I should have kept Lying naked under ashes so poorly swept Does it hurt as it creeps up your neck Baby This peace This luck Is breaking Us up This streak of luck Is sewn shut I'm sewn shut I was fine with just tearing apart myself It's always easier than dealing with mental health I took my place at the back of the shelf Lately I was fine with just tearing apart myself It's always easier than dealing with mental health I took my place at the back of the shelf Lately You were helpful in the moments I should have kept Lying naked under ashes so poorly swept Does it hurt as it creeps up your neck Baby