Cystic

Running fingers through your hair
I know you'll see
Burning up inside my head
Like I can't breathe
Is this all a passing phase
Or how it will be
Cause my lungs are sore
And I don't wanna do this anymore

Are we all blood red
Or is it in my head
Am I still upset
For things that you could've said
I cover madness with the drugs
Its killing me
I take prescriptions for the buzz
They're all I see
The doctors stare against the wall
Its terminal
And i'm sure
That I don't want do this anymore
That I don't want do this anymore

Running fingers through your hair
I know you'll see
Burning up inside my head
Like I can't breathe
Is this all a passing phase
Or how it will be
Cause my lungs are sore
And I don't wanna do this anymore