Kerosene (Depression)

A twisted shell of blankets
My armor plated plaid
Listen to the day slip past
Silly life goes on, muffled by the walls
You would light my kerosene
You would light my kerosene
I've never been so tired
Its 1, 2, 3pm
You've darkened your last doorway back to me again
Here in my cocoon, picking at my wounds
You would light my kerosene
You would light my kerosene
You would light my kerosene
I am less than, without you
I am less than, without you
Without you