Haze - Tessa Violet

I used to be

Overwhelmed by every little thing

Torn apart, unraveled at the seams

I think it rooted in the way I breathe, mm

And I get drunk

On a boy who asks me if I’m up

Tells me he can’t understand his luck

To know me, to love me

To hold me, show up

I’ll be your empathetic savior

Call me up, I’ll meet you later

You can praise me for the way

I always know just what to say

I’ll carve into your ribs

And leave you crying for a kiss

Just for kicks

Hmm

Cause nothing satiates me

And I don’t think that I hate me

But bad or good

Seems nothing could

Take away this tasteless haze

And nothing overtakes me

And I think I’m going crazy

But bad or good

Seems nothing could

Take away this tasteless haze of mine

I met a boy

Who never knew the taste of haze

To him the whole world is a stage

While I am fifty shades of beige

Sometimes I think

Is this the way I’m supposed to be?

Was I just built differently?

Or is there something wrong with me?

Cause there’s a circuit in my chest

Unconnected from the rest

Of my mind and its the spot

Where my words are getting caught

And I try to walk it off

But my brain is filled with fog

Disconnecting my mouth from my thoughts

Nothing satiates me

And I don’t think that I hate me

But bad or good

Seems nothing could

Take away this tasteless haze, oh

Nothing overtakes me

And I think I’m going crazy

But bad or good

Seems nothing could

Take away this tasteless haze of mine

Hmmm

Hmm-mmm

Hmm-mmm-mmm

Nothing satiates me

And I don’t think that I hate me

But bad or good

Seems nothing could

Take away this tasteless haze

And nothing overtakes me

And I think I’m going crazy

But bad or good

Seems nothing could

Take away this tasteless haze of mine