Avoiding
Notifications from an
Old friend
Moved away, I'm sure I'll see him again
But I don't know when
Annoying
Things I used to like collect dust under my bed-frame
Stuffed in a suitcase
I can cover my ears
But I can't stop the noise
I'll still shout until I lose my voice
Overthinking
Every little thing
I should probably call my mom
'Cause she's probably missing me
But I can't
Even seem to find the time for myself
Every time
I start to get the hang of it
I slowly realize that I'm tangled in the details and
I understand
I can cover my ears
But I can't stop the noise
I'll still shout until I lose my voice
I can cover my ears
But I can't stop the noise
I'll still shout until I lose my voice
I made my choice
(I think that was magic, right there)
