and i don't recall the memories of what i cannot see i don't believe you saw the best in me i don't recall what i was, so i don't think i can try i always left you wondering if i died
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and i don't recall the memories of what i cannot see i don't believe you saw the best in me i don't recall what i was, so i don't think i can try i always left you wondering if i died
i'm going missing for a while i've got nothing left to lose oh, i don't listen to anything
WE THOUGHT IT WAS FUCKING OBVIOUS !
𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑦
i'm sorry, i promise, i'm doing my best i just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet
your stratospheric fear of catastrophe's near, fast it's here atmosphere, past your ears, fall but you'll neverland second star to the right... and straight on 'til you die
i, i like you, don't you see? i just like you a little more than me
if looks could kill, i'd be staring in the mirror even more than i already would 'cause man, i'm looking good
i don't care about your new man or what you did with your hair i just hope you're happy, 'cause i know i'm scared i don't wanna lose you, and i know that's not fair
something tells me i won't sleep well tonight sometimes i hope i'm right
if the world went up in flames tonight maybe then it could finally shed some light on the questions eating me alive, like are my parents proud? i hate the way that i behave when i'm feeling so worn out like i've got one foot in the grave and the other in my mouth
is she getting all my postcards? is she even fucking listening?
i’m turning off my phone, there’s no use looking back i’ll play video games ‘til i have a panic attack
i don’t know if i’ll ever be enough i’m throwing in my chips, i guess i tend to push my luck
i got dishes i could do and i got problems i could sweep under rugs of drugs and alcohol they told me not to drink
hold my hands, we’ll dance the twelve - step on my grave i’d kill the man i am for one more chance to be yours, babe no, i ain’t beggin, i’m just sayin, it’s an option don’t let the latest be the last nail in the coffin
i sense there’s trouble ahead it’s clear by the signs and warnings that should tell where all blame is due so why are they pointing at my head?