Easy on/Easy Off - Cheem

I’ve got this sinking feeling

That my bones belong to someone else

He always speaks but he is never listened to

He gets put right back on the shelf

I don’t have other options

My senses fail me every time

Tighten this knot so it can never be untied

Never be

Then there’s some days

I’ll feel nothing above me

Needing some things

All this heavy thinking falls gently

I’ve got this pair of mirrors

That my head is found right in between

But all my memories can be found in wounds uncleaned

We’ll just cut right to the next scene

Keep wasting all my options

I should be locked inside my room

I’ll just get over it by drowning all my fears

In this tomb

Then there’s some days

I’ll feel nothing above me

Needing some things

All this heavy thinking falls gently