Pick Out A Cloud - Mackenzie Nicole

This life isn’t mine

I’m still here on borrowed time

I take all my medicines

I count all my blessings

If I died this must be my afterlife

All the colors make me cry

I still hardly sleep at night

I went to the light

Dressed in black and bathed in white

Took my own life in my hands

I fixed my posture, how I stand

But this is now

Everything’s so simple how

To stand with both feet on the ground

I keep on breathing in and out

This life isn’t mine

I’m still here on borrowed time

I take all my medicines

I count all my blessings

This life isn’t mine

I’m still here on borrowed time

I take all my medicines

I count all my blessings

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Waiting on my mania to press rewind

I bide my time, I bide my time

Impulsivity creeps in and I’m questioning what is mine

Never too comfortable

Never mistaken

Cause what is given can also be taken

I’m terrified, I’m terrified

In the meantime, I might watch the skies

Pick a cloud

Try just for a moment to enjoy what you found

While you still don’t have nothing to worry about

Cause you never know when it could come crashing down

This life isn’t mine

I’m still here on borrowed time

I take all my medicines

I count all my blessings

This life isn’t mine

I’m still here on borrowed time

I take all my medicines

I count all my blessings

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud

Pick out a cloud