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