Playing Mercy

Explain the paranormal Or just tell me what you saw You're having dreams about the silhouettes you draw And you're still laying low But you are hardly missing anything at all It's like the fear of missing out has met its match When you're what's missing I spent my best years playing mercy with your ghost You'll never beat me but you're getting really close And you're crushing up my pills I'm scared to swallow (I slow the speed of sound, coming from your mouth) But I always choke And you beg to differ I matched my breath with your breath I do it just for fun You'd like to think I'm counting Each and every one But I lost my focus You call my name With a tin can on a string You can count on me But fuck, who's counting? You always said You'd be crying if you could I knew what you meant But I still wish you would (I still wish you would) I spent my best years playing mercy with your ghost You'll never beat me but you're getting really close And you're crushing up my pills I'm scared to swallow (I slow the speed of sound, coming from your mouth) But I always choke And you beg to differ If I knew half the things you know I'd never shut the fuck up, oh You only slept right in the cold Shoot for the sky until someone goes I wrote it down so I'd remember I need to write my thoughts down more But I can barely read my own damn writing I've always rathered reading yours I've always rathered reading yours Begged them to burn your body They buried you instead Said you couldn't tell the difference when you're dead When I'm scared to swallow Where you go, I'll follow I'll follow