Missing Hope

So I keep throwing faith out the window 'Cause there's nothing for me here, but I wish though Raise the ceiling we're to blame for the weird tone We're the villains that parade in the disco I keep itching all my veins and my wrists so I seem different in my lane, but I'm just stoned I can't tell if I'm okay, but I wish though I been hanging onto grace 'cause I miss hope 'Cause I miss hope 'Cause I miss hope I been hanging onto grace 'cause I miss hope 'Cause I miss hope 'Cause I miss hope I been hanging onto grace 'cause I miss hope I been sleeping through my feelings 'cause I'm healing Can you feel it? I been failing I been spilling all the secrets When I'm chilling on the brink It got me thinking we're the reason But I'm dreaming, I'm the grievance I'm the weakness Psycho freaking, am I winning? Is it spinning? I've been bending I surrender, I'm suppressing to the bleakness It's fulfilling when you're with me I feel dizzy, but I'm busy I can't handle when I'm running on your sweetness Man, I can't seem to write my sorrow Am I making up the words I'm hollow? Don't you see that there's a chance, don't follow I keep pushing all my plans to tomorrow I been tossing in my bed, don't care I regret no fair It's the pain you borrow I'm done running from the glare you stare It's a dare, you there? I've repaired my problems Don't you wonder if we aired our plans We could share our flares And embrace the lotto It's so funny that you care, how rare I'm the dammed oh well I'm prepared to fall though Write my sorrow Am I making up the words I'm hollow? Don't you see that there's a chance, don't follow I keep pushing all my plans to tomorrow Man, I can't seem to write my sorrow Am I making up the words I'm hollow? Don't you see that there's a chance, don't follow I keep pushing all my plans to tomorrow So I keep throwing faith out the window 'Cause there's nothing for me here, but I wish though Raise the ceiling we're to blame for the weird tone We're the villains that parade in the disco I keep itching all my veins and my wrists so I seem different in my lane, but I'm just stoned I can't tell if I'm okay, but I wish though I been hanging onto grace 'cause I miss hope I been tossing in my bed, don't care I regret, no fair It's the pain you borrow I'm done running from the glare you stare It's a dare, you there? I've repaired my problems Don't you wonder if we aired our plans We could share our flares And embrace the lotto It's so funny that you care, how rare I'm the dammed, oh well I'm prepared to fall though