Stop Signs are Merely Suggestions

How did we get here?
We fought for nothing, and that's where it left us
My body's unfamiliar and it's wearing out this couch
I can't stay still
I stake my camp on a doorstep
Light a candle that smells like home
That I can't seem to find

How many times will I let myself fade into someday?
By getting lost on the concept

Another casket for a tired soul
Hoping maybe in the ground she'll find
Something unknown finding time
To wallow in wasting it
Bu these walls came up fast
Covered in ivy I didn't notice
I was drowning in recompense

How many times will I let myself fade into someday?
By getting lost on the concept
A broken record of a borrowed line
This hesitations growing weeds in my weathered spine
Maybe this hole is my escape

How many times will I let myself fade into someday?
By getting lost on the concept

How many times will I let myself fade into someday?
By getting lost on the concept
A broken record of a borrowed line
This hesitations growing weeds in my weathered spine
Maybe this hole is my escape
Someone help me escape!