I chased my younger self
Around my first house
In a dream last night
It was peaceful and terrifying
Like most everything is to me
I find myself retracing steps I never took
Remembering worlds that aren’t mine
I find a piece of me in everyone I meet
So I wonder what within you I’ll find
But please, please
Somebody drive me home
I don’t know this area
I feel so fucking sick in my bones
And I’m prone to hysteria
Somebody come before it gets bad
Nobody wants to hear the dream I just had
I don’t know how else to tell you I’m sad
Before it gets bad
I look for safety in corners of rooms that I do not know
Everyone has gone home
And someone forgot to tell me
This has got to be one of the saddest jokes
Just when I’m raising my hand
The party dies down
and I’m looking around
And no one’s there to misunderstand
But please, please
Somebody drive me home
I don’t know this area
I feel so fucking sick in my bones
And I’m prone to hysteria
Somebody come before it gets bad
Nobody wants to hear the dream I just had
I don’t know how else to tell you I’m sad
Before it gets bad
So bad I can't feel the floor
So bad I can't find the door
I'll have to walk myself out
By the time I can't ignore
Feels like I've been here before
No one can hear me so
I’ll find the courage to shout
Somebody come before it gets bad