Young And Doomed

(альбом: Barriers - 2019)

Under bad signs we were born
Into families that had sworn
Up and down, they would keep us safe…
Yeah, okay
I'm classically sad
And I'm inclined to get mad
I dwell upon mistakes that I've made
It keeps me awake at night
The realization that I might
Be a drag
No one wants to inhale

Don't leave me here, where my fears
Consume my thoughts, of what was
And what could have been, its a sin
That I threw it all away

When I hurt myself again, yea I hurt myself again
When I hurt my self again, I'll pretend it's just an accident
Til I hurt myself again, yea I hurt myself again
When I hurt myself again, I'll admit I got problems
Yeah, show me someone who don't

Most of the time
I'm convinced I survived
And thats fine, but it's far from ideal... but I'll deal
I wish that I had
All the things that they have
So I could feed this void in my chest
But kids are so unkind
To kids of different kinds
And I promise I'm not okay… oh wait, that was the other guy

Don't leave me here, where my fears
Consume my thoughts, of what was
And what could have been, it's a sin
That I threw it all away

Just to hurt myself again, yea I hurt myself again
When I hurt my self again, I'll pretend it's just an accident
Til I hurt myself again, yea I hurt myself again
When I hurt myself again, I'll admit I got problems

Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh

Please don't leave my sight
Give me all the love you have I need it more than air in my lungs