Heat Wave

Weighted down by the heat wave Not the kind that’s heavy but the kind that sticks to your throat So stuck in this kind of thinking A constant conversation storm, then sitting at home Get off of my ass when you can be there still I don’t give a shit and I know that you don’t care But I really wish that you were here still riding over bodies Skimming over flesh into the edges of the unknown You should know that I’d be glad to have you here With all of us no need to say anything And I’m so sorry for the words I did not speak When you were up all night with your mind racing I’m furious with the splinter in my brain That won’t let me share what I’m feeling And you can tell I’ve got demons dragging me down So please come out I can’t stand all of this waiting