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It's complicated i've been feeling it out. |
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no opponent, i'm contradicting myself |
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if it's sink or swim i'm going down |
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class A taste i'll test it out |
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i'm talking crazy like i'm way out of line |
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for the moment, involuntarily wasting time |
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it's like a devil in disguise |
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my eyes are heavy, the feelings only temporary |
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tired of watching the world in slow motion |
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why do i pretend i'm fine when this lifestyles gonna get me killed |
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if just for the love of the thrill |
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why can't i revise these lines of white |
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this lifestyles gonna get me killed |
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but i can't escape from myself |
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it's got my conscience, it's been eating away |
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and what's worse is i could lose everything. |
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take home lesson of the day: |
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the come down's worse that what they say. |
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numb to all anxiety as a smile slides across my face |
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there's no way out i can't escape |
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losing moments that i can't replace |
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my eyes are heavy, the feelings only temporary |
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tired of watching the world in slow motion |
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why do i pretend i'm fine when this lifestyles gonna get me killed |
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if just for the love of the thrill |
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why can't i revise these lines of white |
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this lifestyles gonna get me killed |
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but i can't escape from myself |
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i'm tearing through all the walls |
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i'm dying to say is anybody else, |
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that's blocking out the right from wrong |
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and i'm tearing through all the walls |
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i'm dying to say it's anybody else's fault that i'm over this room, |
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looking down on myself, asking why. |
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why do i pretend i'm fine when this lifestyles gonna get me killed |
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if just for the love of the thrill |
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why can't i revise these lines of white |
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this lifestyles gonna get me killed |
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but i can't escape from myself |
