trocc

i never seen you looking so bad my funky one
you tell me that your superfine mind has come undone

any major dude with half a heart surely will tell you my friend
any minor world that breaks apart falls together again
when the demon is at your door
in the morning it won't be there no more
any major dude will tell you

i can tell you all i know, the where to go, the what to do
you can try to run but you can't hide from what's inside of you

my anxious, addled mind leaned on a song years ago, out of my head not knowing if i was ever coming down