Things are spinning
I’m home late
Everythings dark
I cant walk straight
My body is heavy
My legs are weak
I stumble to bed
I lay there and think
What am I doing?
I have no clue
Why do I do this?
I’m following you
I know you know
But you say nothing at all
It seems you justP stand there
Watching me fall
I hate this sick feeling
Everthing swirls
I sit up again
My stomach curls
What am I doing?
I dont know
Why do I do this?
I guess just for show