Spaceland

Sometimes overthinking can feel like
More than overthinking
It's like I'm trapped in spaceland
And I'm not coming back

Sometimes when I'm floating it feels like
My head's overflowing
And it's not too difficult to detach
But it's hard to come back

I'm losing touch
I'm not enough
I'm losing touch
And I'm not enough for them

The ceiling's spinning
And I think god is winning
'Cause I see my hands shaking
And I cannot make them stop

Fish swim so quickly
I feel so fucking guilty
And I miss all of my friends
Please, where did they go?

I'm losing touch
I'm not enough
I'm losing touch
And I'm not enough for them