Blurred at the Ending

Chorus

Two tabs on my tongue and the room starts bending

Losing track of my friends

Losing count of my spending

Two tabs on my tongue and the room starts bending

Everything soft at the edges

Everything blurred at the ending

Verse 1

Phone glow on my face at 4 a m

Pupils wide as a dinner plate

I been scrolling through a life I don't live

Just to feel a little less fake

Mama text me twice I don't reply

Yeah I know that's a low move

Promise her I'm doing fine

Then I double up the dose too

Chorus

Two tabs on my tongue and the room starts bending

Losing track of my friends

Losing count of my spending

Two tabs on my tongue and the room starts bending

Everything soft at the edges

Everything blurred at the ending

Verse 2

Cheap thrills in a plastic bag

Pocket full of nothing but a habit

Said I'd stop but I never did

Guess I'm good at breaking promises

Fake laughs with the same old crowd

Same plug same couch same letdown

Watch the ceiling turn to water

Tell myself it's getting better

Bridge

Maybe I'm running

Maybe I'm stuck

Maybe I'm numb and I'm calling it luck

Maybe I'm hollow

Maybe I'm fine

Maybe I'm wasting the rest of my time

Chorus

Two tabs on my tongue and the room starts bending

Losing track of my friends

Losing count of my spending

Two tabs on my tongue and the room starts bending

Everything soft at the edges

Everything blurred at the ending

Post-Chorus

Ooh-ooh fading out

Ooh-ooh fading out

Ooh-ooh fading out

Fading out