Drain Me - Sulk

Low in lonesome and no place I'd rather be
Slow to function, so ungracefully
I pose, I mimic
I do what I do to fit in
So cold, indifferent
It's seldom I'm empathetic
Dull forgiveness

There's a ceiling on existing in a way
There's a list of reasons I do what I can't explain

Sulk into isolation
Love
Hate
Desire no such things
Put my faith in suffering

Pain
All I need

Let it build up and break me
And maybe enough to bleed
I trusted the instinct enough that it set me free

Pain
All I need

There is no being content for me
The ceiling is low and it's lowering
There is no means to an end for me
I want out

Written by:
Brock Woolley

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