Heavy Head (Lyrics)

Slowly dying on my feet, letting the ground engulf me. Everyday I keep telling myself that I don’t want to tear my hair out. My head is slipping from my palms, holding my head up. The skeletons left under my bed, are coming alive again. I can’t think them away. Exhausting all my options and I’m not even coping. Come 5pm and there is nothing left of me.