3:30 alone in my bed thinking over what i said my thoughts on repeat like a song i can’t skip wondering if i’m gonna slip up in the air but somehow still on the ground it doesn’t feel fair seems like i’m bound to **** it all up no matter what i do so why does it matter what path i choose? if i always come back to “what the hell did i do?” why does it matter what path i choose? all i seem to do is lose i always end up back here all ****** and bruised