Warpaint - Shadows

I know I’m afraid, I know I’m afraid, I’m drunk and I’m tired and the city I walk in, The city I walk in, It feels like it swallows my hand in my pocket. I feel like a shadow. I feel like a shadow. Though I’m afraid, Afraid that I have made mistakes. Now there’s nothing here for me. The things you once told me, The thoughts you once gave me, Sound like the wind in my ears That blows out the thoughts I’ve got in my long brown