cant fix these lies
i swear to god i didnt mean
to make you think that i was being
100% with you or i
i swear to god i dont want to die
i just dont want to feel this pain
days of color drive the sane
but black and white sobriety
might just be the death of me
and i know you feel me slipping through
this love we once called me and you
and i know it hurts when i look away
lost by night, with you by day
but during hours of sunlight
where being with you just feels so right
are limited; for night you see
]takes my mind inevadebly
and i swear to god i hate myself
for setting my heart out on the shelf
and following it only to
be tripping with prespectives skewed
i claimed my mind was cleared when
the sound echos and the mind spins
and you thougt to maybe ask again
while chmicals run through my veins
and all i could let myself say
is "sorry ive become this way"
i wish so much i could provide
more than scared up arms and weepy eyes
give you the love you so desire
a healthy strong eternal fire
i swear to god i love you so
but understand i also know
to get too close, a risk too great,
i know who i am and i trust my fate
spare your heart and empty eyes
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