Each time I'm without you,
My thoughts wander,
My heart throbs in pain,
My stomach eats itself,
My body can't seem to be still.
However,
It seems you're the cure
and
You're the poison
You say it's not serious,
You say it's satire,
You say it's okay.
It's not okay.
My thoughts wander.
My heart throbs in pain.
My stomach eats itself.
My body can't seem to be still.
May 22
May 22, 2026 at 9:05 PM UTC
Each time I'm without you,
My thoughts wander,
My heart throbs in pain,
My stomach eats itself,
My body can't seem to be still.
However,
It seems you're the cure
and
You're the poison
You say it's not serious,
You say it's satire,
You say it's okay.
It's not okay.
My thoughts wander.
My heart throbs in pain.
My stomach eats itself.
My body can't seem to be still.
