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Goodnight
03:31
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Everything is starting to get to me.
I can feel myself breaking at the seams.
And I've been sleeping with broken dreams,
The world is contesting what my heart believes.
I wish I never had met you at all,
And I've been counting the days since then with holes in the wall.
I stopped looking down your street to try and see you.
Maybe I had enough time to finally think things through.
So tell me things will be alright.
One more pill, I promise I'll be fine.
Goodnight, sleep tight.
Tomorrow I promise I'll feel alright.
Goodnight, sleep tight.
I hope tomorrow I feel alright.
My body shivers when it's not even cold,
And truth be told, I can't do this on my own.
I'm trying to stand up with broken bones.
They say they're there for me, then why do I feel so alone?
So tell me things will be alright.
One more pill, I promise I'll be fine.
Goodnight, sleep tight.
Tomorrow I promise I'll feel alright.
Goodnight, sleep tight.
I hope tomorrow I feel alright.
Even the waves of the lake can't calm me today.
Wasted nights lying in bed awake.
My spirit I feel it starting to break.
How much more do I think I can take?
So tell me things will be alright.
One more pill, I promise I'll be fine.
Goodnight, sleep tight.
I hope tomorrow I feel alright.
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2. |
Night Terrors
03:48
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Everyone and everything just scares me.
I'm losing my mind and I'm only sixteen.
I'll leave the tv on all night to help me fall asleep,
And to keep me company when I wake up again at three.
And I still feel so alone,
Even with a razor and a shitty phone.
A dull blade and no friends means I'm on my own.
I have these night terrors where she'll be standing right there.
She won't stop crying and her wrists are bleeding.
She says "I don't wanna see you anymore.",
So I'll just wait until my body washes up on shore.
I changed which side of the bed I sleep on,
When I stopped believing in god.
But it still doesn't feel like me,
But I just can't believe in anything.
And I still feel so alone,
I'll lay in bed all day and just sit at home.
No friends and an empty bed means I'm on my own.
I have these night terrors where she'll be standing right there.
She won't stop crying and her wrists are bleeding.
She says "I don't wanna see you anymore.",
So I'll just wait until my body washes up on shore.
I can't sleep cause these night terrors haunt me.
I have these night terrors where she'll be standing right there.
She won't stop crying and her wrists are bleeding.
She says "I don't wanna see you anymore.",
So I'll just wait until my body washes up on shore.
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Silver Lake
03:56
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I still hear your voice when I fall asleep.
I'll leave the window open so I'll feel you in the breeze.
It was a day like this, where a walk was all I needed.
Do you regret what you said?
You swore you didn't mean it.
You were just upset, right around the time your dad left.
I guess that explains all the scars on your chest.
You were another chapter in this story that I'm gonna end.
With all the ink in this pen I'll rewrite myself again.
So don't expect to see me knocking at your door.
Don't expect to see me walking down Silver Lake anymore.
Can you hear the silence ringing in your ears while you sleep?
Can you feel the tension in all the words that we don't speak?
But I keep blaming myself.
I keep fucking it all up.
I keep telling myself that I was never enough.
Maybe one day we'll meet again, and I'll be a different person.
Hopefully, a better man.
You were another chapter in this story that I'm gonna end.
With all the ink in this pen I'll rewrite myself again.
So don't expect to see me knocking at your door.
Don't expect to see me walking down Silver Lake anymore.
I'm still searching for some peace of mind.
My last bit of sanity was left behind.
I can't get over the fact that things are changing.
I hate what you made me.
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4. |
I'm Sick Of Waiting
02:48
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Ever since the fire died it's been cold,
Where did my spark go?
And fuck, I'm so alone.
I've grown tired of hating myself, but I can't get any rest.
Save me from this mess I call my head.
Another day, another waste.
I'm so sick of waiting, but it's all I have left.
I think too much and my thoughts they drown me in regret.
So for now, I will settle for less, and I'll quit being upset.
So close my eyes and go back to bed.
And so with each breath I'm slowly bringing an end to my existance,
Cause I still struggle to find a point in all of this,
And maybe I think too much, and maybe I don't sleep enough,
But I still hate myself, and I'm starting to be okay with it.
I'm so sick of waiting, but it's all I have left.
I think too much and my thoughts they drown me in regret.
So for now, I will settle for less, and I'll quit being upset.
So close my eyes and go back to bed.
Fuck I'm so alone.
Fuck you're a haunting ghost.
I don't do too well on my own.
Fuck I'm always alone.
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You're cute when you miss me, searching bottles for a message.
Only four drinks in and you forgot about me again.
You'll sleep with the lights on; Don't be scared if you see shadows.
I left my lies behind when I was climbing out your window.
I can't play your mind games, so twist my head back on.
Aged like a toy with broken parts still intact.
So let's go, and we'll take it slow down this icy road.
Are you sober enough to take the wheel?
You're cute when you miss me, searching bottles for a message.
Only four drinks in and you forgot about me again.
You'll sleep with the lights on; Don't be scared if you see shadows.
I left my lies behind when I was climbing out your window.
A battle fought with scissors and a key,
I won't let this get to me.
So pour yourself another drink,
It'll help you fall asleep.
'Cause God knows you need it more than me.
So let's go, and we'll take it slow down this icy road.
Are you sober enough to take the wheel?
You're cute when you miss me, searching bottles for a message.
Only four drinks in and you forgot about me again.
You'll sleep with the lights on; Don't be scared if you see shadows.
I left my lies behind when I was climbing out your window.
Don't you dare say you miss me, I know it's not true.
I'm so over you.
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6. |
Twilight Woods & 27's
03:52
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I know that seven months still feels like just yesterday,
and I'm sorry that things had to work out that way.
I know lately you've been running on nostalgia,
and all these memories keep you from getting any sleep.
And I'm sorry that we grew apart.
But I'm not the same person that I was from the start.
Cause these last four years, they have changed me.
They wore me out and broke me down, and now I'm going crazy.
I'll stay in bed and think about all the things that I missed out.
All the nights I wasted and all the mistakes I made,
and I'm so bad with decisions, I don't think I'm okay.
So put the barrel to my head, I'm better off this way.
Remember the night we spent in your car?
A night to remember, I'll never forget her.
I never thought that's how I'd say goodbye.
I told her that I loved her, and she looked me in the eyes.
I never thought that it'd be for the last time.
I'll stay in bed and think about all the things that I missed out.
All the nights I wasted and all the mistakes I made,
and I'm so bad with decisions, I don't think I'm okay.
So put the barrel to my head, I'm better off this way.
And so to all of you I hurt, I'm so fucking sorry.
I still think about it everyday.
I just wish that things would change.
And I'm so fucking sorry, but you're better off without me.
I just wish that things would change.
I'll stay in bed and think about all the things that I missed out.
All the nights I wasted and all the mistakes I made,
and I'm so bad with decisions, I don't think I'm okay.
So put the barrel to my head, I'm better off this way.
This is the last time you'll hear these words of mine.
This is the last time, this is my last goodbye.
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