Swing Me

I can go further

Tears are just water

Swimming alone till fingers prune

Shrugging these shoulders

Cry somewhere colder

Feels like I'm conditioned to lose

Moods

Swinging me blue

Upside down my way

Swinging me blue

I can go lower

Digging through folders

Remember things I hold onto

But I can't go slower

Though triggers grow older

They are still quick and cut deep too

And every time I think it through

The broken thoughts can't be explained

Treading water can't be saved

Keep asking the questions

While you're still awake

Keep making suggestions

On how to feel nothing

Moods

Swinging me blue

Upside down my way

Swinging me blue

Keep asking the questions

While you're still awake

Keep making suggestions

On how to feel nothing