Swallow
This thing
in my throat
It won't go down
I write
my own note
Try not to make a sound
But every night
I try once more
And another night passes
No rest
No sleep
Can't feel the ground
Tonight will be different.
This thing
in my throat
It won't go down
I write
my own note
Try not to make a sound
But every night
I try once more
And another night passes
No rest
No sleep
Can't feel the ground
Tonight will be different.