leaving socialness behind, i can hear the voices stop.
leaving you behind, i can hear my heartbeat stop.

i'm used to leaving it all behind,
but you're the one thing always stuck on my mind.

an intense sense of paranoia and anxiety runs through my veins,
the same kind that made you want to run away.

but i cannot leave myself,
i cannot do what you so easily did.

i still seek and follow you,
i hunger for you.

but the truth is always here,
i'm a torn up monster not even i would want to love.