signal decay || the panda trash

“this is called signal decay” lost in the noise of a brand new day that overwrites the pain i fought so hard to escape the exit wounds itch at the back of my skull a reminder that all this healing only delays the inevitable and that’s all she wrote. on her yellow notepad between sips of diet coke. signal decay what was I trying to say? to the one whose fickle heart left me suffering this way? i can’t risk replay so i crank the volume up let the numbing waves escort me away. staring at the light like moving forward is optional how long before a concerned citizen checks on me, makes the call the cops, the courts, the rooms with padded walls i feel like i stepped two feet away from my own controls signal decay what’s really left to say? I’m checked out of my own life living under an assumed name i’m not okay? i’m fine n dandy why d'you ask? it’s everyone else who makes their problems a pain in my ass. signal decay (signal decay) signal decay (signal decay) what was I really… what did I really want to say? what were we even trying to say… signal decay (signal decay) what was I really… what did I really want to say? what were we even trying to say… signal decay (signal decay) what was I really… what did I really want to say? (what did we even want to say? ) signal decay I’m out of words… 
i’m out of fucks i’m out of fucks to give. what were we even trying to say… to each other?