Pondering about the endless hours
Of cold shoulders and cold showers
I\'m drawn again by the scent of cigarettes
Yes, hello. I\'m back with all these baggages
\"How have you been all this time
Did you miss when I was gone?\"
That\'s existential dread saying hi
Sneaking its way back to my mind
It\'s always easier to just say you\'re okay
Talk to me, I won\'t know what else to say
Well then tell me, how can I feel so much
And feel nothing at the same time?
My days, I keep myself so busy
To suppress any sign of emotion
While I no longer get drunk at nights
I still cry to \"Godspeed\" by Frank Ocean
They say healing is an everyday thing
But I never thought it\'d be like this
Nothing and no one has ever prepared me to
Seeing my dead loved ones in every dream
Just like a late night cold shower
And the emptiness that sticks with you
As you step out of the piercing cold water
Grief will never not follow you