I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill
And then deflate
They fill with fire
Exhale desire
I know it's dire my time today
I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence
Sometimes quiet is violent
I can't seem to hide it
It's on my sleeve
My skin will scream
Reminding me of who I killed inside
I hate this car that I'm driving
There's no hiding for me
There is no distraction to mask what is real
I can pull the steering wheel
I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence
I ponder of time thing terrifying
Cause there's no sound to hide behind
I find over the course of our human existence
One thing consists of Constance
And it's that we're all battling fear
I don't think we know why we're all here
Oh my
Too deep please stop thinking
I liked it better when I my car had sound