why aren't you begging for mercy?
you're down on your knees for me.
are you seeking something holy?
you surely won't find it in me.
if i don't control the narrative,
the narrative controls me.
the perception of others is a feeling i hate hearing.
i'm an imposter in my own skin,
a liar in my own head
all i can do to cope
is think that i'm better off d34d
I HAVE TO SEE YOU, MY BONES CRAVE IT.
I HAVE TO LOVE YOU, I CAN'T STAND IT.
i got to have too much of you,
now i have to live with having none of you.
speak to me again, tell me all the things
i'm too afraid to hear
no god, no seatbelt
i'm speeding down the highway
if i crash my car, will anybody miss me?
i'm underwater screaming,
but nobody can hear me
she's my god, she lives on the internet
i'm calling out, but can anybody hear me yet?
WHAT'S THE POINT OF MISSING YOU,
IF I WOULD JUST BE HEALING YOU?
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