The ache and thunder in the storms of your mind
Soak it in, for the rain will pass in time
Nothing wrong in sinking low
in the omen of paradise
You're the ghost they put aside
But don't forget you're not alone
Inside my head is gettin' pretty cluttered
I tried but can't clean up this mess I made
Before I start to think about the future
First, can I please get through a day?
Visions of you through clouds of smoke
Inhale until I choke
Filling my lungs but now I’m alone
Cold as an emptiness consumes
Rain dripping in my wounds
You don’t want me the way I want you