Rotten Thoughts - Withered Bones

Today you’ve only thought of 15 ways to die

And that’s less than yesterday

So you must be feeling alright

You’ve gotten out of bed each day

And even put on clothes

But people have been asking

Like I’m the only one who knows

Your friends are wondering where you’ve been

A prisoner of war;

thinking bout the end?

I don’t ever want to be a slave

To the pursuit of happiness

Cause if I was

My intentions would be disingenuous

I don’t ever want to feel the way

That I did today

Your friends are wondering where you’ve been

A prisoner of war;

are you stuck inside your head?

Have you been thinking?

You need to stop thinking

Loathing has planted a seed in me

And I’ve been thinking, I’m on the brink of something ugly

On and on the promises we make

Will all become the promises we break

On and on the promises that I make

(On and on the promises that we make,)

Will all become the lies that I believe

(Will all become the lies that we believe.)