gray light

Looking at you
Watching the shriveled flower you bloomed
I feel it too
Inside the gray light of my room
Am I just like you?
Am I gonna be there way too soon?
Cause I see the news
Follows me closely whatever I do
I can’t lose it
The feeling I’m going down
I can’t lose it
I’m watching my mother drown
Something feels lose
I’m falling to pieces from one little screw
I cry to the moon
And beg it to change me or hit me in two
These pieces of you
They call for my body it’s so hard to chew
Oh I see the news
Stuck to my fingers I’ve pulled at the glue
I can’t lose it
The feeling I’m going down
I can’t lose it
I’m watching my mother drown