I'm coming out of myself and I'm all alone and I'm tasting every kiss that I'll never know I should of known that something was not right and i should
This feels so alone, that it's making me numb and I'm tired of this place, this solemn state that tears me apart from everything this forecast is wrong
The taste of you makes this hurt ensue , and this blame that i seek... well i know this choice didn't come from me Because I'm torn over you and I'
Tonight is more than typical, again I'm all alone and I'm not myself. It's not right. Desperate and searching for my life, four days in syndicate and
Pilot me far beyond this panic and uncertainty that i feel creeping in because now it seems these worries aren't all that they used to be just hold
This is so typical, I'm missing out a bit embarrassing to say out loud Because no one's asking for this so why am i looking the other way And honestly
Tonight I'm indulging in this average life again, and the question is why did i begin I'm passing pictures on the wall, a cruel reminder of every idle
