Sheet Forts
VELVETEARS Lyrics

I'm chainsmoking under sheet forts
I'm finding comfort in smoking cigarettes while hiding under makeshift forts made of sheets.

That we built
These forts were built with our own hands and imagination.

My lungs are hardened concrete
My excessive smoking has made my lungs feel like they're as hard as concrete.

Question my will
I'm doubting my own strength and motivation to carry on.

I thought you'd be more discreet
I assumed you would be more careful with your actions, but you weren't.

Thought you'd have guilt
I expected you to feel remorse for what you did, but you didn't.

I'm back to the question if anything's real
I'm once again questioning if anything in my life is actually genuine or authentic.

And I can't undo what's been done
I'm unable to reverse the consequences of my actions.

No, I can't see through glass that's broken
I'm no longer able to see things clearly due to the damage that's been done.

And when I leave the shards
Even after I move on from the situation, the broken fragments will still remain.

Still won't be gone
The scars caused by the situation will always linger.

I know the moon never guaranteed the sun
I understand that the outcome I wanted may never come to fruition, and that's just the way life is.

I can't undo what's done
I can't change the past or the things that have already happened.

I guess that I was wrong
I realize now that I made a mistake in my thinking or actions.

I guess I'm meant to run i guess (I guess)
I think maybe it's time for me to move on and start over, even though I'm uncertain.

Again, let me ask you when will you realize
I'm bringing up the same question because I feel like you haven't fully understood its importance.

Real lies can't be seen by these real eyes
It's difficult to see the truth when the lies are so convincing and believable.

How easily it would seem, I read your mind
It appeared to me that I was able to understand what you were thinking and feeling.

When there's nothing in sight
But in reality, there was nothing tangible or visible to support that assumption.

'cause there's nothing inside
I'm starting to realize that what I thought I saw in you may not actually be there.

I've got no time to live
I feel like my time on this earth is limited and that I need to make the most of it.

Spend my time til I die
I want to make sure that every moment I have is spent in a way that is meaningful and fulfilling.

I'm losing my mind, and I do not know why
I'm feeling like I'm going crazy, and I'm not sure what's causing it.