Secondhand Smoke by Eelke

I'm so detached
From everything
And nothing I feel
Seems real to me

I'm tired and restless
And worried sick
I need a connection
And I need it quick

My thoughts are like secondhand smoke
They kill me but don't feel like my own

And if I die I'll die from heartache or laughter
And if I lose you now I'll lose you forever
But I will fix myself before anything happens
And next time I'll be better

If you saw me now
On this dead end street
With my heavy heart
Never on my sleeve

Would you still be nice
I think you'd try to be
But you must get tired
Never seeing me

And my thoughts are like secondhand smoke
I should avoid them but there's nowhere to go

And if I die I'll die from heartache or laughter
And if I lose you now I'll lose you forever
But I will fix myself before anything happens
And I will let you in so you see that you matter
And next time I'll be better

• Acoustic
• Alternative
• Ryan Adams
• alternative rock
• indie
• indiefolk
• melancholic
• melancholic rock
• singer-songwriter
• Amsterdam