A loud knock at the door around half-past 4 in the morning,
so I opened.
It's responsibility telling me to get up and out of bed,
It's my conscious begging me to stop fucking up my head.
Fabricated excuses falling out my cotton mouth,
for everything I've screwed up and burnt to the ground,
the simplest of tasks can sometimes be enough,
to set me off in to a frenzy of anxious thoughts.
So what does it feel like?
What does it mean,
To isolate yourself from everything past your own bedsheets?
Is it being lazy, or is it being free?
Or are you just wallowing in negativity?
Fabricated excuses falling out my cotton mouth,
For everything I've screwed up and burnt to the ground,
the simplest of tasks can sometimes be enough,
to set me off in to a frenzy of anxious thoughts.
credits
from Peace of Mind,
released April 2, 2018
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Neil Kennedy and Daly George at The Ranch, Southampton.
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