low Somehow it feels so familiar Somehow it seems so familiar I feel like letting go And every second that goes by I?m screaming out for second tries
perspective Whoa, it's better than mine Whoa, and I'll still be defective And you're wasting your time The truth is that I'm self-destructive I'm insecure, I'm out
lying wide awake on my bedroom floor. i'm the lucky one, i'm getting out of here this is my last chance to disappear. i'm the lucky one, i'm getting out
off my feet again (Knocked to my knees again) The measurements of my success Are always measured in not makin' sense My motivation's taking bets It's apologies or arguments With
Dear, you won't answer me, did you honestly think I'd ever leave? If you'd somehow just believe me You've gotta know right now that these words still
Going back and forth inside my shut up brain again (You gotta let her go, gotta let her go) Worlds apart, I'm torn apart, I'll stall up my senses (You
Maybe I'm jaded and bored Always looking for more Wait around for the next big fix I know I'm a wreck, I'm a mess But I couldn't care less Don't know
I'm on a mission To see what?s been missing My favorite song is on repeat But it?s just not helping me My eyes have been wider But never been brighter
for the smoke to fill my lungs and suffocate my pain away So I say goodbye and I just say, so long Almost feeling paralyzed, my still life with vital
memories, most missed opportunities Mostly abnormalities, I'm mostly you and me, you and me Out of luck and had enough Out of trust and out of touch Out
, I'm falling apart I remember when I reach my breaking point Pressure pushing on me till I lost my voice I don't think I ever had a choice With this
It's never been so crystal clear that I've been dying six months a year And arguing with strangers about why I'm still here, woah oh And no one let's
m lying wide awake on my bedroom floor. i'm the lucky one, i'm getting out of here this is my last chance to disappear. i'm the lucky one, i'm getting out
I'm falling apart. I remember when I'm reaching my breaking point, Pressure pushing on me till I lost my voice, I don't think I ever had a choice, With
a ghost like me, can disappear in a moment, i'm my own worst casualty, everything i touch can get broken, the truth is that i'm self-destructive, i'm insecure, i'm out
off my feet again knocked to my knees again. the measurements of my success, are always measured in not making sense my motivation's taking bets it's apologies or arguments with
waited for the smoke to fill my lungs and suffocate my pain away So I say goodbye and I just say so long Almost feeling paralyzed My still life with
Dear "you won't answer me" did you honestly think i'd ever leave? if you'd somehow just believe me. you've gotta know right now that these words still
