Got a fridge full of rotting groceries
Haven't left home in a week or two
No one has the need for expired food
And when you left me out I spoiled
Like sour milk
It's easy to forget me
When you've got so much on your plate
Am I half dead or half alive
A walking zombie, I'm sleep deprived
Go through the motions, wind up in bed
I'm sick and tired of your voice in my head
I found thoughts of you buried
In old grocery lists on my phone
I'm a gravedigger
Disturbing what is dead
If I don't sleep how can I let things rest
Am I half dead or half alive
A walking zombie, I'm sleep deprived
Go through the motions, wind up in bed
I'm sick and tired of your voice in my head
I hide with the skeletons in my closet
Dust collects on my bones
In the dark
