inside a cocoon

the way that your heart falls inside of that bottle

makes me accept the truth

we're not young but not old

just look how our past rolled

us both inside a cocoon

the way that your heart falls inside of that bottle

makes me accept the truth

we're not young but not old

just look how our past rolled

us both inside a cocoon

still feeling nauseous after i gain consciousness

wish i could see things through

am i still obnoxious? how's my new confidence?

it's still fake

i'm still not worth you

curled spine

cold like

crushed dreams in the summer time

lost by night light

it's still the same

nothing feels right

the way that your heart falls inside of that bottle

makes me accept the truth

we're not young but not old

just look how our past rolled

us both inside a cocoon

the way that your heart falls inside of that bottle

makes me accept the truth

we're not young but not old

just look how our past rolled

us both inside a cocoon