oblivion: and other dwelling places
i’m a little bit paranoid.
i always have this feeling that you’re watching me.
i seem to hear my name in all of your whispers
you’re voice is so faint that you can’t hear me screaming.
shut up. shut up. shut up.
and despite what i think
you don’t care about this.
and despite what i thought
you weren’t who I said you were.
and even though, even though i can’t let you go.
i’m so redundant.
shut up. shut up. shut up.
you used to tell me you’d give me the world.
apparently it was just a loan.
and everything you’ve said tome
everything fades to black.
everything is meaningless, everything is nothing.
shut up. shut up. shut up.
i can feel your eyes from across the room.
they’re like the knives that tear across my arms.
i can feel you voice, it’s hot on my neck.
i can hear you talking.
shut up. shut up. shut up.
oh god i wish i had a guitar.
maybe i’d learn to play louder
than those voices in my head.
they sound like your voice.
shut up. shut up. shut up.