Drunk On The Ceiling

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[Verse 1]
My phone on the floor
Shoes in the sink
Told you I’m fine
But I can’t even blink
Your name in my throat
Burns when I breathe
Laughing too loud
So I don’t have to leave

[Chorus]
I’m drunk on the ceiling
Room spinning slow
Talking to shadows
That look like your ghost
Every small heartbeat
Feels like it might explode
I’m drunk on the ceiling
Can’t find my way home

[Verse 2]
Ice in my glass
Melted for hours
Texts I won’t send
Stacking like towers
Your hoodie still hangs
Back of my chair
I wear it sometimes
Pretend you’re still there

[Chorus]
I’m drunk on the ceiling
Room spinning slow
Talking to shadows
That look like your ghost
Every small heartbeat
Feels like it might explode
I’m drunk on the ceiling
Can’t find my way home

[Bridge]
All of my thoughts
Walk in a line
Fall off the edge
Time after time
If I close my eyes
You’re humming off-key
Stumbling back
Into my memory

[Chorus]
I’m drunk on the ceiling
Room spinning slow
Talking to shadows
That look like your ghost
Every small heartbeat
Feels like it might explode
I’m drunk on the ceiling
Can’t find my way home