Twenty One Pilots - Addict With A Pen

Hello We haven't talked in quite some time I know I haven't been the best Of sons Hello I've been traveling in The desert of my mind And I Haven't found a drop Of life I haven't found a drop Of you I haven't found a drop Of water I try desperately to run through the sand As I hold the water In the palm of my hand Cause it's all that I have It's all that I need and The waves of the water Mean nothing to me But I try my best And all that I can to Hold tightly onto What's left in my hand But no matter how How tightly I will strain The sand will slow me down And the water will drain I'm just being dramatic In fact, I'm only at it again As an addict with a pen Who's addicted to the wind As it blows me back and fourth Mindless, spineless, and pretend Of course I'll be here again See you tomorrow But it's the end of today End of my ways As a walking denial My trail was filed as a crazy Suicidal head case But you specialize in dying You hear me screaming Father And I'm lying here just crying So wash me with your water Hello We haven't talked in quite some time I know I haven't been the best