Burnout

Missing how I used to be

Tone of the teenage me

Fire would burn a hole

Through the fabric of the week

Creep of the days

Sticking in veins

I have a doubt

I’m not the best

Flooding my chest

Falling to blank

Back to the same

Energy slips out through

The cracks that I have made

So tired, I think I’m done

So tired, I think I’m done

So tired, I think I’m done

So tired, I think I’m done

Lay me down, wake me up

It’s your turn, give me a break

On the lake of a heartburn

Stacks of this, traps of this

Positive energy

Feel like an ice cold propofol

Flow like a nice cold propofol

Come like an ice cold propofol

Flow like a nice cold

Nice cold

Nice nice nice nice nice nice

Nice nice nice nice nice

Cold cold cold cold cold cold

Cold cold

So tired I think I’m done

Nice nice nice nice nice nice

Nice nice nice nice nice

Cold cold cold cold cold cold

Cold cold

So tired I think I’m done

Lay me down, wake me up

It’s your turn, give me a break

On the lake of a heartburn

Stacks of lists, traps of this

Positive energy

Feel like a nice cold propofol

Flow like a nice cold propofol

Flow like an ice cold propofol

Come like an ice cold

So tired I think I’m done

So tired I think I’m done

So tired I think I’m done

So tired I think I’m

So tired I think I’m done

So tired I think I’m done

Tired tired tired tired tired tired

(Nice cold propofol)

So tired I think I’m done

Nice nice nice nice nice nice

(Nice cold propofol)

So tired I think I’m done