Head - Lyrics - Eleven Eleven

This heaviness intends to kill And I'm dying more each day These heavy feet walk longer still And I have less and less to say The empty moon shines morbid rays Into my disposition This empty room is where I lay And think of you And I'm not going to make it Going to make it out this time I know that I'm Not going to make it I can't make it out this time Of this head of mine This head of mine Shuffling back on my heels And I can't move inside this bed Imploding slow I dream your eyes But you dream someone else instead The empty moon shines morbid rays Into my disposition This empty room is where I lay And think of you And I'm not going to make it Going to make it out this time I know that I'm Not going to make it I can't make it out this time Of this head of mine And I'm not going to make it Going to make it out this time I know that I'm Not going to make it I can't make it out this time Of this head of mine This head of mine Is drawing feelings I can't leave behind And you stand in the shadows Waiting patiently for me To die