cuba lake - guardin

I fell asleep in the back seat

With my eyes wide shut bumping back street

We arrived on time to the crash scene

I just stared as I saw my body pass me

I swore that this shit happened last week

Gotta hunch it’s a recurring bad dream

Had a bunch last year when they were asking

What is it that you fear in your passing

What is it that you fear in your passing

Maybe death but it’s more so in the crashing

Do I feel everything as it’s flashing

Do I care, does it hurt yeah I’m asking

'Cause I don’t have a clue how to feel

Why do all of these dreams seem so real

Would it change if I just took the wheel

I watch all four tires squeal

Stuck in a nightmare

Scared by where my eyes stare

No clipping through my car door

My body will just lie there

Reaching towards the sky stairs

You won’t make it I swear

The current is pulling me

I’m hoping I don’t die here

Floating to the surface

I guess life is worth it

Beat the fuck out of myself

Tell me that I deserve it

Anxious as a person

For that I am certain

I embody all my fears

And wear them like a curtain