Connie Taylor
Here it is again - that feeling in my gutIt feels like the air has gone right out of my lungsIt comes on after failureBut lately, it’s been around and bringing me downI think I’m freaking outI’m buried deep inside my houseCan you help me get out?Alone in my roomMy bed broke last nightI’m sleeping on the floorYou’d think I’m too old for thisToo old for this shitWould’ve learned my lesson beforeGoddammit, I am scaredIs that what you wanted to hear?If I hide it with laughter, maybe it was never thereI’m buried deep inside my houseCan you help me get out?This story I’ve told a million times beforeCan you help me burn the pages?Burn them allI just want to know what it’s like to be alright