still

The whites of your eyes They look at me, as I'm about to fall asleep and you know how much this time has meant to my own clarity Time to chase you Down this road again I can't stand you Still, I can't be still at all You cleanse me from myself You wash me with your hands It hurts to stand near me You hold me in your arms Time to chase you Down this road again I can't stand you Still, I can't be…