The weeks done
But it was shaping up as one
That wouldn't give me much
Or give me none
Around here
Tends to fall into despair
At the thought of waking up
And you're not there
February rained
It's way into July
Cursed with overtones
Across the sky
Our politicians found
Their way onto the screen
Whipped with frequency
To keep you clean
You need a getaway
You want a holiday
But home is where the heart is
And you're feeling awful heartless
You're putting on a show
I know it takes a toll
You're breaking under pressure
While bracing for depression
Your weeks done
But it was shaping as one
That wouldn't lift you up
Or let you down
Sometimes
You tempt the flame to feel alive
As though the burning on your skin
It might remind
And now your bedroom floor
Is soaken underfoot
The tears you're meant to save
The morning took
To fill a hollow heart
You pray for something more
You pray for better days
To knock the door
You need a getaway
You want a holiday
But home is where the heart is
You're feeling awful heartless
You're putting on a show
I know it takes a toll
You're breaking under pressure
While bracing for depression
I don't know how you hope to cope
Safe to say the lesson
Is lost inside the blessing
I don't how you hope to cope
You're breaking under pressure
While bracing for depression
Do you feel it now
Burdened by the broken crown
Hurtled from a hurricane
To a world of pain
Better find another way
Check your chemistry
I can feel your energy
Waining with the weather
Pray you find a way
To ride the storm
I don't know how you hope to cope
Safe to say the lesson
Is lost inside the blessing
I don't how you hope to cope
You're breaking under pressure
While bracing for depression