The tears suspend.
Smiles are not more than
Locked doors can keep you alone
Forever paint words
In a house that's no longer your home
Take the dreams I know
And it worsens weekends
Thanks again for my misery.
And you run with fake friends
I'm sick of your sad songs and sing alongs.
I kind of like it when things are wrong.
Straight from left end,
They'll shout corrections,
And I'll decline, I'll decline
A source of comfort or some protection
And I'll decline, I'll decline
Smiles are not more than
Locked doors can keep you alone
Forever paint words
In a house that's no longer your home
Take the dreams I know
And it worsens weekends
Thanks again for my misery.
And you run with fake friends
Straight from left end,
They'll shout corrections,
And I'll decline, I'll decline
A source of comfort or some protection
And I'll decline, I'll decline
I'm sick of your sad songs and sing alongs.
I kind of like it when things are wrong.
Straight from left end,
They'll shout corrections,
And I'll decline, I'll decline
A source of comfort or some protection
And I'll decline
In your throat
You will see
Surface relocated
Therapy.
All I taste of today
Is the shame my whore prety
All I know are apologies
Do you feel the shame? [2x]