Heaven (inspred by "heaven"- Troye sivan)
Chapped lips and tear stained cheeks
the result of your lies
Shouting inside my head
they're saying youre almost dead
The truth will set you free
You needed me to replace the love that you need
But all we do is lie
The love that we fake, just a way to save face
and be numb to what we need
Shaking and highly sedaded
I try to picture his face
He knows who I love
That love is just a sin
How do I get to heaven without losing a peice of me?
Feeling so unsure about where I belong
Having to change apart of me to fit your prestige
To find some relief
But maybe I dont want heaven
Counting to 18 when I will be free
Counting to 18 while drinking spiked ice tea
Counting to 18 tying to sedade my thoughts with pure LSD