I can’t wake up for the weekend
The less I know the less I’m feeling
I kinda hope it’ll get back to you
I can’t help but feel weakened
For a walk it felt like freedom
Lose your mind or be left behind
I don’t ever wanna be responsible
If knowing myself is optional
The less the pain is there
The less I’ll be aware
I don’t know if I wanna speak to her
When knowing myself is easier
I’m not so sure anymore
Of the way I felt before
I don’t know if I’m still here
Or if I was or if I fear
But I still love the taste of wine
I can see myself
I can feel myself
But I can’t believe myself
I don’t ever wanna be responsible
For knowing myself, it’s awful