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 mе
But fuck, who's counting?
You always said
You'd be crying if you could
I know what you meant
But I still wish you would (I still wish you would)

I spent my bеst 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