Honestly
tomorrow seems to seep into the edge of nothing
a blueish tint and faded vision
aimless eyes are searching for a better something
but it's okay, it's indecision
pockets full of lilacs that i picked so pointless
the violet scent and clouded visions
creeping up, the feelings that it's all for nothing
it's okay, it's indecision
honestly, it's hard to know what you're thinking
goddamn, give up, it's no fun when you're leaving
it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, but repetitive
uncertainty, we chase ghosts indifferent
honestly, it's hard to know what you're thinking
goddamn, give up, it's no fun when you're leaving