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(álbum: I Couldn't Be Weaker - 2016)


I open up my eyes
I take a look around
I do not recognize
Any of these people around me

What happened to my scars?
What happened to her car?
And why the fuck do I feel so sober?

Is anybody listening?
Is anybody here with me?
Why is it so easy to breathe again?

To whom it may concern:
I think I've done it again
I've pushed the boundaries of how far my luck will take me
Why can't I just be happy
Happy with thinking clearly for once in my life?
To whom it may concern:
I think I've done it again
Pushing the loved ones
The people I call my family
To fade away like me

I rot away
Searching for signs of a familiar face
Or really anything at all

Just yesterday
I was in your arms and we were finally together and happy
Now I've gone and thrown it all away

To whom it may concern:
I think I've done it again
I've pushed the boundaries of how far my luck will take me
Why can't I just be happy
Happy with thinking clearly for once in my life?

To whom it may concern:
I think I've done it again
Pushing the loved ones
The people I call my family
To fade away like me
It's either hell or obscurity

Rotting dignity
Rotting away like the corpse that I'm supposed to be
I'm glad you know what it feels like
Living everyday like me

Rotting dignity
Rotting away like the corpse that I'm supposed to be
I miss the sound of your voice at night
And what we were supposed to be

I don't want to be a ghost to you anymore
I don't want to be the thought in the back of your mind
And I really can't take the sight of your face
As you look at my name in a concrete line
I don't want to see the pearly gates
Because my heaven's when you're with me

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