Thinning

Haven't felt right in a week And I'm thinning out And it hurts bad I gotta get back Hot head and dreamless sleep I could just slip down And on the wrong track I gotta get back I wanna spend the entire year Just faced down And on my own time I wanna waste mine And spend the rest of it asking myself "Is this who you are?" And I don't know It just feels gross And I don't think there's anything wrong I don't think there's anything wrong And I don't think there's anything wrong I don't think there's anything wrong Sunlight on the back of my arms Just thins me out To a different time I wanna waste mine