Another day pulls me down to my knees and. Holds the gun to my fucking head. Can't feel a thing. Prayer position holding my life above the muck. Oh god, I'm speaking in swirling bowls.
Give me a reason to believe or show me something to see. Give me an hour of truth or I got somewhere else to be. Give me a person who is real not a fucking fantasy.
Let me expose you.. Wipe your damages away.. Let's smooth this plaster.. Try our best to leave this place.. We tried, we tried.. Our best to leave this place..
Hold on for one more morning.. Hold on for one more spring.. Hold on for drunken nights or what it is that keeps you breathing. Somehow we've lost this compass,.
I'm just a shadow, just another brick. I'm just an echo, it makes me sick. They shove it, down my throat. all this bullshit. Makes me overdose. . I'm the ghost, you're the night.