Roll Over

Cycles in and out of morphine hazes
Finding spaces in between your floorboards
And I watch the dust move
You'll roll me over, I'll roll my eyes back
And I never slept worse than in your bedroom
Get up and answer
I roll over
I roll over and drown
All lost in the black market
To wait in the fix aisle, I roll over
I roll over
Time was wasted
More time than I have to show tracks I created when I rolled over
When I rolled over and drowned
All lost in the bedroom
Always waiting
When you roll over I find the old shirt you loved from 2009
The old skin I've known is paper thin at home (to the bone)