Fed Up

Keep the lights off in the middle of the afternoon Blue string lights are plugged in in my room Blinds are shut, rain crashes against the house It's a light so soft It's life sneaking into the cold It's the concave of a shiver And I'm so fed up If I open all the windows It would be fine if it spilled in I'll plug everything in It's the pique that stabs the hardwood It's the gravity gripping the shadow It's the plaque of the artery walls And I'm so fed up Laying on the floor Body, become cement Gravity, don't let me down Cause I'm so fed up And I'm so fed up with hope