Lyrics: Xavier Maxwell
Music: Xavier Maxwell King
homosick -xaev
Lock myself in my room again (Do you ever feel like a plastic bag)
When I'm alone I can play pretend (Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?)
That you're with me, laying in my bed (Do you ever feel, feel so paper-thin)
I guess some things are better left unsaid (Like a house of cards, one blow from cavin' in?)
We don't give a-
Don't let haters get me off my grind
Whip my hair, if I know I'll be fine
Keep fighting until I get there
When I'm down and I feel like giving up
(I think again)
I whip my hair back and forth
I whip my hair back and forth (Just whip it)
I whip my hair back and forth
I whip my hair back and forth (Whip it real good)
I whip my hair back and forth
I whip my hair back and forth (Just whip it)
I whip my hair back and forth
I whip my hair back and forth (Whip it real good)
You bet you wanna-
I miss my room, I miss my bed
I guess I'm homesick
Nowhere to hide inside my head (Gotta get used to it)
These demons get into my brain
I'll make a deal with them
I'm taking pills, I'm taking hits
'Till I can't feel a thing
My face above the water
My feet can't touch the ground
Touch the ground
I can see the sands on the horizon
Everytime you are not around
I'm slowly drifting away (drifting away)
Wave after wave, wave after wave
I'm slowly drifting (drifting away)
And it feels like I'm drowning
Pulling against the stream
Pulling against the stream