playing dead

I think of you when my day bad

we would complain about day jobs

stay at my crib when the rain bad

we would get wasted on days off

I was in school to learn nothing

its working I guess

was high every second

could barely get dressed

pajamas in class

getting faded for tests

driving with you for hours the highlight of

my day

(my day)

my week

(my week)

long nights

(long nights)

no sleep

(yea)

I was too tired to figure it out

now im all alone getting blitzed on the couch

your ghost's still here

chills in my house

making me feel you're still around

make me feel alive again

wait for me

I'm coming right back

I'm so sick of playing dead

drawing hearts all over my cast

I think of you when there's snow on the ground of my city

it's sickening

I should be smiling on stage

the symphony always had instruments missing

I sit in but I never learned how to play

hopefully bliss will find me in time

can't figure out shit when you're rotting inside

but fuck it

there's people who love me

so while you're out looking for yours

I'm faded with mine

I'm good

I'm great

I hang by a thread

so nervous 'bout words I rehearsed in my head

in search of a world I can build with my friends

I've been here forever

and still I pretend

like everything's good or great

untangling threads

they're made of cement

a mess I made

I break and I bend

for you I'd play dead

again and again I guess

make me feel alive again

wait for me

I'm coming right back

I'm so sick of playing dead

drawing hearts all over my cast