A Little Left (from Split w/ The Dopamines)

I've been in here for days on end
Talk to myself end up arguing
When headlights shine the empty wall
I count the cracks and I pace the halls

I might be hanging by a fucking thread
But there's a little left, a little left
I might be hanging by a fucking thread
But there's a little left, a little left

I've been in here for days on end
Losing track of time I spent
I've been in here for days on end

I might be hanging by a fucking thread
There's a little left, a little left
I'm not hiding from the world outside
I'm so sick and tired of taking my time
Went in here to clear my head
But I haven't yet, I haven't yet
And even if it's something like the end
There's a little left a little left