Limbo

Words and music by Seth Warren

Bitter

Is this all we have?
A remote control sunrise?
Two rooms and a half-bath
Black spiders and the new grime?
I don’t get out much
And we barely talk
I doubt that this is living
Unsteady is my walk

You just don’t understand
That my words aren’t always fighting
So fade me off dead air
Let me be struck by lightning
When do I go back
So we can live in peace?
I’m sorry, but it’s true
I leave and we’re released