I read the advice in your letter
To see myself without a filterSo tonight I have locked all my doors
And I'm down on all fours
Wild againThe dawnlight is slowly approaching
Eyes open to slow down the spinningI bet you'd be proud of me now
Lost in my own house
I can't find a way out
I used to believe
That shame only came on display
To the others
But I was wrong
I'm here by myself and the feeling is strong
I'm learning to split into portions
The pain that comes sharp with the morningI take some with coffee and then
I bring some back to bed
And wait for a dream