Just as I think I’m empty
And I’ve felt everything
You send me a text
and the flooding begins
It flows in circles
Like hands on a clock
Chasing our tails
But I want it to stop
Cause you’re part of me whether you like it or not
And we’re just wasting our time whenever we try to run
Call it
Love or attachment
Feels more like we’re stuck
In an endless endeavor
To pick ourselves up
(aaaaah)
Just as I think I’m empty
And I’ve felt everything
You send me a text
and the flooding begins