Tiny Moving Parts - Volumes lyrics

Help me count to ten backwards but not too fast Help me measure out how much time has pa**ed I need a better understanding A focal point and a gla** of whiskey A formulated plot to make these thoughts stop I sit around I think about How loud this silence can sound But these drinks make me happy Temporarily until the morning Comes back again I swear the volumes multiply When you're in bed fast asleep inside Honestly I haven't felt alive in a while Cut the ties lose the limbs They wear you down As they wear me down too I still miss you Please come back again I need you more than anything And if this place escapes my head I will pretend Keep pretending to touch the rain clouds Pull the tears out Let the volumes drown themselves out