Letra

Falling from the top floor Wings out like a dead-man Wishing that we talked more Don't get second chances Screaming like my voice is going hoarse, ain't that romantic Car wrecked, put me in a panic Veins grow sick Our bodies run a risk Like cut wrists Bones break like branches in the wind Roots cave in like the ribs under my skin Chopped down Leaves falling to the ground Mind clouded again Never been for conflict Shooting for the stars, going cosmic You saw my last text, why you toxic? If you're not giving answers, why you talking? Growing pains, hunger grip my stomach and my sides I can't take it anymore, I'm having thoughts of suicide I'm still walking with a chip, you talking shit I'm gonna slide Yeah, these vultures leaving nest, the way these bullets gonna fly Ain't no time to waste Another second with you sounds like such a pain And every time I'm feeling scared, I run away Got too much pressure on my head, hair turning grey It's such a waste Veins grow sick Our bodies run a risk Like cut wrists Bones break like branches in the wind Roots cave in like the ribs under my skin Chopped down Leaves falling to the ground Mind clouded again
Writer(s): Patrick Fagan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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