It's been one of those days,
Where I don't quite feel
Human.
Those days where my brain is elsewhere.
Like it's in the supermarket,
And my bodies woken up in the car
Almost sure where it is.
Like I've just sat down,
And my brain's not sure where to sit.
Like I've lost track of how many drinks I've had,
But I can tell you I've been drunk 4 nights this week.
Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 11:34 PM UTC
It's been one of those days,
Where I don't quite feel
Human.
Those days where my brain is elsewhere.
Like it's in the supermarket,
And my bodies woken up in the car
Almost sure where it is.
Like I've just sat down,
And my brain's not sure where to sit.
Like I've lost track of how many drinks I've had,
But I can tell you I've been drunk 4 nights this week.
Listen I'm drunk af and I've been trying to work out how to explain the days where my brain is a little dissociative to someone that doesn't know it.
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