Numb

you know i tried to call

i'm wilting on my own

when we speak

pretend i'm weak

i'll make it home i know

before i turn to stone

and you think

i'm imagining things

you leave me all alone

to get higher than my low

and i'll drink

to tell you these things

i'll make it home i know

before i turn to stone

and you think

i'm imagining things

i'm imagining things

i'm imagining what

what i could be

what i would see

if this brain didn't deceive me, i

i guess I'll never know why we do these things

we do it to ourselves, we do it to ourselves

and why do we do it?

make ourselves miserable just to prove that we can feel?

cause i'm numb and you can feel it

drifting through your vision

i'll call you out

before i run out

cause i'm numb and you can feel it

drifting through your vision

i'll call you out

before i run out