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I found a new dark Severed pieces I ripped out of my heart This happy ending that began right at the start One too many vices severed the vein of this broken arm What's the point in living If everything I love just rots A different kind of alone How much I gave And how much went to waste The child dying inside is fucking crying everyday Still a price to pay but no more change to scrape I've been digging for years, But this is still a shallow grave Shit I can't stand to feel and always push away Some things just feel too real and never go away I guess suicide is a given The problem is I don't know how I can fix this A different kind of alone A broken home and this lump inside my throat Just another fucking scar that ill wear against my skin Just another fucking "here for you" that doesn't mean shit Another look at the pain Another puzzle piece misplaced Another bandage in vain Again I guess I'll just look away Another look at the pain Another puzzle piece misplaced Another bandage in vain Again I guess I'll just look away I guess I chose me over you Nearly cut out my heart just so you could have two You always told me everything that I can't be Made me so fucking unhappy
Writer(s): Damien Bigara Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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