Thinning

Haven't felt right in a week and I'm thinning out

And it hurts bad, I gotta get back

Hot head and dreamless sleep, I could just slip down

And on the wrong track, I gotta get back

I wanna spend the entire year just face down

And on my own time, I wanna waste mine

And spend the rest of it asking myself is this who you are?

And I don't know, it just feels gross

I don't think there's anything wrong

I don't think there's anything wrong

I don't think there's anything wrong

I don't think there's anything wrong

Sunlight on the back of my arms just thins me out

To a different time, I wanna waste mine