Can We Go Home

Let's spin out in a black-hole spiral of depression

I was chained to the back of your motorcycle

Can we go home?

Everything's poison

I feel toxic

I'm so sorry

I take it all back

Nevermind to the things that I used to tell you

I was caught in a ruthless guilt mechanism

Can we go out?

I was so hopeless

Now I'm much better

I'm still sorry

I take it all back

But there's always the thought of returning to where I came from

Oh God, I don't want to die, I don't

Please don't drag me through the dirt

Please don't chain me to the back of your motorcycle

I was lost to the most basic of my senses

Can we go home?

Everything's blending

I feel toxic

I'm so sorry

I take it all back