Coming Down

Have you seen my mind? It's not the same again

I'm feeling tired, but looking wired

Cement my rules, chicane my hand away

I know this truth, and so do you

I think I'm coming down off something

I could be coming down off something

I must be coming down off something called Love

I know your type; I've seen the films they made

Who knows what's more, and that's the score

Don't call my friends, forgot their names again

I've broken low, a shimmered stone

I think I'm coming down off something

I could be coming down off something

I must be coming down off something called Love

Love, don't let me sink again

Love, don't let me go

I think I'm coming down off something

I could be coming down off something

I must be coming down off something called Love