Incessant from Performance by Stone Irr

I have this incessant fear
Of driving away
From the pump with the gas line
Still flowing

I check the mirrors three times over
To make sure nothing gushes over every bystander

All pieces must be perfect
To the point where I
Envision imperfections
Every facet of life

Nothing remains intact I say as you fly away
That I'm trying my best
To admit things aren't ever perfect
We can only
Do our best
But I feel like I'm becoming a worse person
Every day
With tension and love fogging up my mind
I know what is right
But I just don't know
If it is what I
Want to do

• Alternative
• chamber pop
• indie
• indie folk
• indie rock
• Los Angeles