Upstairs - Swirlies

Dread coming home and sitting here all alone

Phone’s in my hand

Underneath, it’s itching mad

Lying all alone

Electricity makes me feel so strong

I tried to sit, I couldn’t stand it

I covered my face up real slow

Like running upstairs

Dread coming home, sitting upstairs alone

Hold her in your hands

It’s good to wish you could

You can

My face is in my palms

Electricity makes her seem so strong

I tried to sit, I couldn’t stand it

I covered my face up real slow

Like running upstairs

Running straight home

There is no one there

You can hide, running upstairs