The ceiling fan is tracing circles in the dark again A rhythmic ticking like a countdown to a bitter end I haven't left this room since Tuesday or maybe it was May The sunlight hits the carpet but I turn my head away My hands are shaking from a fire burning in my chest A thousand voices screaming that I'll never find a rest I used to know the floorboards and the way the shadows crawl But now I'm hearing whispers coming through the hotel wall And the anxiety is rising like a black tide in the room I'm buried in the silence of this self-constructed tomb I can't sleep with the weight of every task I haven't done I'm staring down the barrel of a war that can't be won It’s the heavy heart, the hollow soul, the ideation blues I’m running out of reasons and I’m running out of clues It started at the hotel where the hallways felt too long Every footstep in the corridor felt violent and wrong I locked the deadbolt tight and watched the static on the screen Lost inside the rabbit hole of things I shouldn't have seen Then the chemicals they flicked a switch I didn't know was there Turning every passing stranger to a cold and vacant stare Now the paranoia's back and it's invited all its friends The spiral starts to tighten where the sanity descends I want to work, I want to move, I want to feel the sun But the panic is a padlock and the damage has been done My motivation's ghost is drifting somewhere out of reach Just a line of broken wreckage on a gray and lonely beach One pill to keep me level and a thousand more to fail Writing out a story on a ship that will not sail And the anxiety is rising like a black tide in the room I'm buried in the silence of this self-constructed tomb I can't sleep with the weight of every task I haven't done I'm staring down the barrel of a war that can't be won It’s the heavy heart, the hollow soul, the ideation blues I’m running out of reasons and I’m running out of clues Just a little bit of static Just a little bit of fear I’m shouting at the ceiling But there’s no one left to hear No one left to hear Just the walls closing in
