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