| It comes, it stays wave after wave
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| I guess you’d call it a tirade
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| Rolls in and breaks like pins and needles, and I’m a slave
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| To a rising waterline headspace
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| I am numb but in disgrace
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| So I shake and sweat and puke this out
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| All over my bed frame
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| Breaking pills in half to avoid the tolerance next time I go down this path
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| White knuckles clenching tightly to the aftermath
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| ‘Put down the bottle' they say
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| Or it’s an early grave
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| ‘Let yourself heal, this’ll go away'
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| But I swear my darkness lies in wait
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| Kill the lights, crawl inside myself again
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| Kill the lights because I can see the end
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| Kill the lights, I’m beside myself again
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| Kill the lights, you wanna die tonight my friend?
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| They said we’re surely set to fade
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| Like wilting flowers on a grave
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| So how the fuck can I save this?
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| I can barely save myself
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| Can’t seem to save myself
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| Never cease to pull me under
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| My own mind tears me asunder
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| Slip back to the depths within as the pills kick in and I drown in it
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| Check 1, 2 OK still sane
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| Can you feel it running through your veins?
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| With that same old endless rain and the goddamn migraines and stomach pains
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| And I can feel it coming over me
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| I can tell you a few things about half empty
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| They said we’re surely set to fade
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| Like wilting flowers on a grave
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| So how the fuck can I save this?
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| I can barely save myself
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| I’ve got a comfort wine
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| Do drugs from time to time
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| I told you I felt fine
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| You said I’d lost my shine
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| Kill the lights, you wanna die tonight?
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| Kill the lights, I’m beside myself again
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| Kill the lights, you wanna die tonight my friend?
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| Can’t seem to save myself |