I’m a victim of my own mind
Can’t leave the past behind
No matter what I can’t hide
From my thoughts, from what’s inside
Caught myself in some kinda noose
The more I struggle the harder it is to get loose
Lost in a world of coffee rings and rain
Wake me from my dreams, great disdain
Wanna stay in my imagination
Holding onto the bittersweet pain of realization
All the while trying to convince my conscience with positive psychobabble
Bound to my superstitions, can’t break this spell
Pulling myself in deeper with this haziness I hold onto
In love with this beautiful mess I’ve gotten into