what to do I
what to do I
with myself
i'm a torture
i'm a victim
in my head
all the reasons
all these seasons
down here
for her breath
and the streets
and the walls
and the skies
want to smell like her
i'm not well now
i'm just getting through the day
stupid head
stupid head
i'm this boy
gone away
from his home
i'm a toy
and i'm crawling
tired of begging
stupid girl
stupid girl