/ by ROOO Lyrics

Take me back to when I found
I’d made you too weak to carry all the weight
Falling from your arms, so nice
Down your slippery skin-ny bed
Made my way out, bumped into your sharp edges
Pierced my palms down to the bone
And my anxiety’s dying to fill the holes

Any clue where to follow?
I need glue to hold steady
My sense and my drive
Driven by blindfolded senses
Though I gave up all I got
I might have a few supplies
You’d be surprised of how little I'm organized
But I thought I was doing alright
And I couldn’t have seen this coming