Chronic

Claire Rosinkranz

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Look in the windows

They don't see nothing at all

Sometimes, they're open

But they're usually closed

 

 

Everyone's knocking

I look through the hole

I wish I could open the door

But I'm tired and cold

Feels like mm, mm, mm, mm

 

 

Maybe I'm dying

So comfortable crying

I don't know the difference between

Lying and smiling

 

[Chorus]

My bones are like water

My head's getting hotter, hotter

And I can't remember

My blood's running thinner like

Mm, mm, mm, mm

 

I don't remember, how could I evеr forget?

I wanna feel better, but somеthing about being sick is

Easy, twisted, comfortable

No, I don't remember, I don't remember, no

I don't remember, how could I ever forget?

I wanna feel better, but something about being sick is

Easy, twisted, comfortable

But I don't remember, I don't remember, no