Pensive - Hindsights

Few things relate to the comfort I feel when I’ve got a chance to be alone.

When I have time to think, I don’t need to breathe deeply

And my own head doesn’t make me choose sides

Keep me at ease, I need time to loosen up,

I’ve been grinding down my teeth, now I can’t speak.

Keep me at ease, I need time to loosen up,

I’ve been grinding down my teeth, now I can’t speak.

Give me space and time.

I’m losing myself and my mind.

There’s goosebumps on my skin and I’m shivering.

verted, I always have been.

Keep me at ease, I need time to loosen up,

I’ve been grinding down my teeth, now I can’t speak.