BROKEN CALL

 

Bored again

And I’m wishin’ it was winter

Didn’t wanna work out

Let my face go

Let my shirt out

Floored in bed

And I’m lockin’ all my windows

Hidin’ from the ceilin’

Broken doors

Paint’s peelin’

A noisy hotel bar made it hard to make the call

The acid taste in my mouth I can’t remember it

Anymore.

I have this strange feeling like I’m falling down

Inside.

I once was me but I’m not anymore.

Broke again

And I’m checkin’ all my pockets

Didn’t like the feelin’

That I might not be suceedin’

 

CHORUS