Souvenir

Caught thinking of the right thing to do (in and out, oh, oh)
 Of consciousness and boiling over you (just the thought, oh)
 Of falling on the face of moving forward
 Brings the breeze I needed to a halt
 Stuck suffocating, thinking it all through
 Spiral out in solitude
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 How was I to know?
 I could be your seasonal depression
 Your personal question
 The souvenir stuffed deep in your drawer
 All your consequences
 Addled, apprehensive
 I am the evil scratching at your door
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 Busy fabricating my fortitude (the rabbit hole, oh)
 Going deeper down than I thought it could (struggle to slow)
 Down my brain from catching fire in all directions
 Thanks for asking but my skin just needs to soak
 In the shadows, under shelter, far from truth
 On the wrong side of resolute
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 Crashing through your door
 I could be your seasonal depression
 Your personal question
 The souvenir stuffed deep in your drawer
 All your consequences
 Addled, apprehensive
 I am the evil scratching at your door
 Every good intention
 Scrutinized and spread thin
 The souvenir stuffed deep in your drawer
 All the hesitation
 Your anchor in the ocean
 The honorable mention at your door
 I'm still the evil scratching at your door
 Coming home to find you on the floor