First thought, call for help

Best not

Just ride it out

It's not my first day

No

Gotta love this place

Lost count

Kinda like how it burns

Come and jump in

Saddle up before the storm rolls in

Never learn

Love how it burns

I don't care if it hurts

First thought

Better call for help

Best not just ride it out

I've been running from the storm

You're a demon I see your horns

Like a rose you sting like thorns

And my heart can't take

All the damage

All the sadness

Cannot manage

Anymore

Oh anymore

Anymore

On the floor

Yeah I hate the withdrawals

Yeah I hate the fake drugs

And I hate the fake love

Oh

Look at me now

And oh don't make a sound

I don't want it anyway yeah

It's not my first day

No

Gotta love this place

Lost count

Kinda like how it burns

Come and jump in

Saddle up before the storm rolls in

Oh oh oh

You're everything I hate

No matter where I stay

Tell me why it's the same

Why it's the same

You're everything I hate

Yeah it's always the same, always the same, always the same

Fuck