Slow Burn

The flimsy way I stand up straight
Shows me how I always break
But I like the hurt
I like the worst
I like that I'm always in a slow burn

I'm in a slow burn

These thoughts I think all of the time
They oversaturate my mind
Perception turns to black and white
My truth is blind

These thoughts I think all of the time
They oversaturate real life
Replayed to death behind my eyes
My truth is blind

I roll you up a cigarette
I fill my lungs up with your death
Exhale concern
Exhale the worst
Exhale all that smoke from a slow burn

I'm in a slow burn

These thoughts I think all of the time
They oversaturate my mind
Perception turns to black and white
My truth is blind

These thoughts I think all of the time
They oversaturate real life
Replayed to death behind my eyes
My truth is blind