| It’s lucky that I’m gonna be here for a while
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| I’m lucky that I just get to see you smile
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| Cus it’s been a long time now
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| Still on the pills, yeah I’m fearing that come down
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| It’s funny that I don’t get to see you leave
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| It’s funny that you mean so damn much to me
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| Cus your not coming back now
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| A few piles a doubt just buried on your crown
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| Empty shell of who I used to be, no I couldn’t see
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| Ten feet in front of me, all my friends were so fake
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| Yeah in high school, just that kid in the back
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| I’m so awkward, couldn’t socialize, I didn’t know how to interact
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| Had bulky glasses and a really big nose, was bullied constantly
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| By people who thought they were better than me but there wrong
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| Where are they now, I don’t really know, don’t care
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| Got my real friends talking to me on the internet
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| Saw faces I used to love collapse they disappear
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| When I’m having problems and I just relapse
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| Cus that’s tough luck, bad trust, yeah it’s nothing new to me
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| Wake up, smoke lots every day feels like a dream
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| Standing in a crowded room, I still see your face
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| With every freckle that is on your cheek, sometimes I feel so displaced
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| I’m not wanted, yeah I get that
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| If you ever need me, you know where to find me, just call back
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| It’s lucky that I’m gonna be here for a while
|
| I’m lucky that I just get to see you smile
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| Cus it’s been a long time now
|
| Still on the pills, yeah I’m fearing that come down
|
| It’s funny that I don’t get to see you leave
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| It’s funny that you mean so damn much to me
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| Cus you’re not coming back now
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| A few piles a doubt just buried on your crown
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| Death always comes at times when you least expect it
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| I didn’t mean to let you go, didn’t mean to let you face is all alone
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| Just got too much for me
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| Push me away then I will fall again
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| Again stumbling down these corridors
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| Don’t know when I was happy don’t remember those feelings anymore
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| Prescription ghost, floating in the backroom soaked through
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| Always said you were perfect and that I loved you
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| Doesn’t matter now, the dirt’s on your grave
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| Overdosing on sorrow can you tell me how to rewire my brain
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| I’m just that kid collecting dust on your shelf
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| I’m not perfect, yeah I know I was bad for your health
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| Standing in a crowded room, I still see your face
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| With every freckle that is on your cheek, sometimes I feel so displaced
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| I’m not wanted, yeah I get that
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| If you ever need me, you know where to find me, just call back
|
| It’s lucky that I’m gonna be here for a while
|
| I’m lucky that I just get to see you smile
|
| Cus it’s been a long time now
|
| Still on the pills, yeah I’m fearing that come down
|
| It’s funny that I don’t get to see you leave
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| It’s funny that you mean so damn much to me
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| Cus your not coming back now
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| A few piles a doubt just buried on your crown |