Blackceiling

Black ceiling cover me

Cover me, cover me

My blessing is apathy

Cover me, cover me

I spilled my drink

For the third time this week

Do my hands still work?

I watch them burn

All the love I have

Spent it on you

Black ceiling comfort me

Comfort me, comfort me

These lessons, they help me breathe

Comfort me, comfort me

I cut my hand

For the fourth time this week

Does my mind still work?

I watch it burn

All the life I have

Wasted on you

Does my mind still work?

I watch it burn

All the life I have

Wasted on you

All the life I have

Wasted on you

(None left for myself)