The Wrecking Crew

Thoughts are not written in the fallen stars but somehow They never leave me alone, they're nothing short of too loud I think I need to walk this conversation off now Find myself at 4am cursing out my friends Thinking they wish I was dead Maybe that's a bit much but they won't understand No, they won't understand Well, maybe that's just me Ooh, 5am hurt is a habit Too late for happy thoughts Filling the days worth of damage Then here comes the wrecking crew Fuck, tryna make sense of sadness Before it makes sense of me Love is as simple as madness And here comes the wrecking crew Staring up hopeless at a cold and starless ceiling Finding that nothing in the something is relieving Rather be feeling pain than feeling fucking empty How much of me has lost a time of distant memory? Ghost in a shell, I've revived once or twice already I think I need to walk off all of my anxieties, ah, they're killing me Find myself at 4am cursing out my friends Thinking they wish I was dead Maybe that's a bit much but they won't understand No, they won't understand But maybe that's just me Ooh, 5am hurt is a habit Too late for happy thoughts Filling the days worth of damage Then here comes the wrecking crew Fuck, tryna make sense of sadness Before it makes sense of me Love is as simple as madness And here comes the wrecking crew A-ooh, how happy am I, really A-ooh, how happy am I, really A-ooh, how happy am I, really A-ooh, how happy am I, really O-oh