Do I really need you?
I thought I’d put some distance between us,
but I feel you creeping up on me.
Stalker.
The days are growing shorter,
they're getting colder,
and I spend too much time in my mind.
A weight bears down
and the world slowly closes
as I’m forced into the ground.
These days you look more attractive.
Promise me escape, promise me
it’s in my head.
Come into my blood,
take control and blunt me again.
I thought I’d put some distance between us,
but I feel you creeping up on me.
Stalker.
The days are growing shorter,
they're getting colder,
and I spend too much time in my mind.
A weight bears down
and the world slowly closes
as I’m forced into the ground.
These days you look more attractive.
Promise me escape, promise me
it’s in my head.
Come into my blood,
take control and blunt me again.