Out of My Skull - Hindsights

And I know that we can keep a secret

But it’s hard to hide the black cloud

Above our heads because it’s

Making us nauseous

This sickness won’t ever leave us

However much I wish it could

Because night upon night of driving is wearing us down

And I’m claustrophobic, I’m barely breathing

I swear, I promise, everything will be fine

I’m spinning, it’s all spilling out of my skull