Playing Mercy

Explain the paranormal
 Or just tell me what you saw
 You're having dreams about the silhouettes you draw
 And you're still laying low
 But you are hardly missing anything at all
 It's like the fear of missing out has met its match
 When you're what's missing
 I spent my best years playing mercy with your ghost
 You'll never beat me but you're getting really close
 And you're crushing up my pills
 I'm scared to swallow
 (I slow the speed of sound, coming from your mouth)
 But I always choke
 And you beg to differ
 I matched my breath with your breath
 I do it just for fun
 You'd like to think I'm counting
 Each and every one
 But I lost my focus
 You call my name
 With a tin can on a string
 You can count on me
 But fuck, who's counting?
 You always said
 You'd be crying if you could
 I knew what you meant
 But I still wish you would (I still wish you would)
 I spent my best years playing mercy with your ghost
 You'll never beat me but you're getting really close
 And you're crushing up my pills
 I'm scared to swallow
 (I slow the speed of sound, coming from your mouth)
 But I always choke
 And you beg to differ
 If I knew half the things you know
 I'd never shut the fuck up, oh
 You only slept right in the cold
 Shoot for the sky until someone goes
 I wrote it down so I'd remember
 I need to write my thoughts down more
 But I can barely read my own damn writing
 I've always rathered reading yours
 I've always rathered reading yours
 Begged them to burn your body
 They buried you instead
 Said you couldn't tell the difference when you're dead
 When I'm scared to swallow
 Where you go, I'll follow
 I'll follow