Yeah, you don't know struggle

Yeah, you don't know sorrow

You don't know what it's like

To have to watch somebody die

So don't pretend to act like you know me

And pick apart a mind you don't understand

This book is long, descriptive and haunting

It's full of sentences you can't comprehend

Yeah, you don't know struggle

And you don't know sorrow

Yeah, you don't know what it's like

To watch somebody die

So don't pretend to act like you know me

And pick apart a mind you don't understand

The book is long, descriptive and haunting

And full of sentences you can't comprehend

Comprehend, comprehend, comprehend, no

So what's it like to have that comfort?

To know you'll always be covered?

To know someone will be there?

I've never had that comfort

Or the luxuries of being covered

So night after night after night after night after night after night

I'll be staying up late

I'll be fighting off the shakes

Puking out the window

Repressing things you can never know

I'll be staying up late

Fighting off the shakes

Puking out the window

Repressing things you can never know

Things you can never know

Things you can never know

Things you can never know

Things you can never know