Falling and falling
I think my favorite
Thing is
I think I love you
Once I think about it
I don't
Safe
So alone
The walls are my friends
All they do is scream
Jumped and jumped
I didn't know you spoke
French until now
I'm sick of all this noise
I preferred to hear silence
Then the constant static
In my ear
It's all I ever listen to
When I sleep
And wake up too