Tessa Violet – Haze
I sometimes get so stuck on this song, I listen to it for a few hours straight on repeat.
I used to be overwhelmed by every little thing
torn apart unraveled at the seams
I think it rooted in the way I breathe
and I get drunk on a boy who asks me if I’m up
tells me he can’t understand his luck to know me
to love me to hold me show up
I’ll be your empathetic savior call me up I’ll meet you later
You can praise me for the way I always know just what to say
I’ll carve into your ribs and leave you crying for a kiss just for kicks
cause nothing satiates me and I don’t think that I hate me
but bad or good seems nothing could take away this tasteless haze of mine
nothing overtakes me and I think I’m going crazy
but bad or good seems nothing could take away this tasteless haze of mine
I met a boy who never knew the taste of haze
to him the whole world is a stage
while I am fifty shades of beige
sometimes I think is this the way I’m supposed to be
was I just build differently or is there something wrong with me
cause there’s a circuit in my chest unconnected from the rest
in my mind and it’s the spot where my words are getting caught
and I try to walk it off but my brain is filled with fog
disconnecting my mouth from my thoughts