I was running through the dark when they came and picked me up
A Vignette of hanging out and all the photos of my love
I told him we were all here to love and not to breed 
signatures on my wall. he said it wasn’t me
shove my way to my bed I rest
stressed about all the shit that I said
project my mind to a space that’s empty
she wanna ask me about my health I say plenty 
I wish I knew how to fix shit I broke
every time I try it always ends in smoke
light coming from the door in the back of the room
she was holding my hand but I couldn’t  make it through
tight grip on my arm I slipped out and I flew 
told myself it could only be you
always in my head I’m a break down
goin through my memories it’s all I have now
all these late nights got me full of hate
when you cut the lights I can finally see straight

Produced by me

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something that came out of me sitting in my room too much

Chattanooga, TN ~

All songs produced by me unless said otherwise

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