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Let go and be
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Thursday morn, times here to go home
I collect my things as the hangover rattles my dome
My lovers a mess, because last nights abuse
Was way more important than checking my phone...
And who fucking knows, what I did to myself?
Will I have enough to pay the rent to my private hell?
And what goddamn story, will I conjur this time?
They fear my experience, and hate when I lie
Time as it seems, rewards the ones who wait
But I've always been one who cannot hesitate
Control, unjust
Take away my accolades and watch as I rust
What do you think I deserve? I will be defamed
Please just cross out my memory along with my name
Those songs that you hate, won't be so loud
guess I'll figure it out, I'll wave to you, on my way down...
Time as it seems, rewards the ones who wait
But I've had enough, cut my air off, do not resuscitate
These visions I have in my head keep on changing
and they're changing until I am dead
so I stay, withdrawn
I create my own meds:
Cigarette burns on my hands
and your texts before bed
Hey now, what happened, to the time we had before?
We're releasing ourselves, out from our under our cores
And now I'm stuck here...
Thursday morn, times here to go home
3:33 AM, and I'm here all alone
Remember: time that you've wasted is still time you spent
So let's both kill some time
So we know where it went....
This time, they'll be too late...
Do Not Resuscitate...
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