Bed

Got a sickness
For the morning
Don’t wanna wake up
I don’t deserve it, no
I don’t get it
Nothing happened
It’s the end of the world
And I’m laughing
And I’m trying to be like everyone else
In the mirror
I keep changing myself
On the TV
There’s a number
Could get help but
I ignore it
And I’m just tryna feel something
Pull the shades back but
I don’t wanna see what's going on outside
I wish that I knew
What made me like this
But it’s getting kinda hard to wake up and get out the
Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed
Can’t get outta the
Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed
And I’m feeling kinda guilty
And I’m feeling kinda bad
Can’t get outta the
Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed
Left my pillow
On the floor and
Pull my phone out
Make an order
Friends are busy
On the surface
They said changing it up could be worth it
And I went for a walk
Tried to prove that I’m wrong
Tied my shoes in a knot
Didn’t last very long
Tuck myself in
In the corner
I feel safer
On my own now
And I’m just tryna feel something
Pull the shades back but
I don’t wanna see whats going on outside
I wish that I knew
What made me like this
But it’s getting kinda hard to wake up and get out the
Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed
Can’t get outta the
Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed
And I’m feeling kinda guilty
And I’m feeling kinda bad
Can’t get outta the
Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed, Bed