Album: The History of Saints
I am the wasted existence
That you fear you'll become
Don't give in to this - it eats you up
I hate my job
And have no drive to do anything great
My sister is laughing at me
Because God is nowhere to be found
They are nowhere to be found in this town
She is the only one I aim to impress
I am lost again
I guess I'll stay this way
It may only be days (before this seems old to me)
She is the only one I aim to impress
I am lost again
But I'll soak it in and take what's coming
Call for help
Absorb all the needed self pity
To make me shut the fuck up
Only a reminder that happiness is always short lived
All the wrong reasons push me
I wanted to feel again (and it was granted)
All the right ones kept just out of reach
You should have just shut the fuck up
When the sun goes down
On the last day of my life
You'll know the reasons (why)