I read the advice in your letter
To see myself without a filter
So tonight I have locked all my doors
And I'm down on all fours
Wild again
The dawnlight is slowly approaching
Eyes open to slow down the spinning
I bet you'd be proud of me now
Lost in my own house
I can't find a way out
I used to believe
That shame only came on display
To the others
But I was wrong
I'm here by myself and the feeling is strong
I'm learning to split into portions
The pain that comes sharp with the morning
I take some with coffee and then
I bring some back to bed
And wait for a dream
