Braindead

So I guess these past few days
I've been dissolving
Like salt in hot water
Never thought this emptiness could take up so much space
Now that I'm older
Than I was yesterday
Everything is out of place

So tell me why is it never enough
Why do I get so caught up
In my own mind
Just trying to find
A quiet space where
I could get in touch
With myself but I talk too much
It's internalised
Indelible lines

I'm tired but I'm trying to embrace it
Learnt to let go of what they plead
I'm fine with all those days that I've been wasting
Now I'm back to where I need to
I'm back to where I need to be

My room's just a little too small
For my head needs space as big as Royal Albert Hall
Wondering if my blue is your red
God damn feels like I'm three thoughts away from being braindead
What's the purpose?
I'm still surfing on the surface of these thoughts but they're worthless
I feel the lights flicker
Can see my mind tripping
And I get stuck in the middle

So tell me why is it never enough
Why do I get so caught up
In my own mind
Just trying to find
A quiet space where
I could get in touch
With myself but I talk too much
It's internalised
Indelible lines

I'm tired but I'm trying to embrace it
Learnt to let go of what they plead
I'm fine with all those days that I've been wasting
Now I'm back to where I need to
I'm back to where I need to be

Indelible lines
Trap me in my mind
Just trying to find
A quiet space where I can be alright
These indiscernible rhymes
Trap me in my mind
They trap me in my mind