nyctophilia
why is my mind like this.... always jumping in to conslusions..
i still remember when i saw that kiss, just tell me if im wrong
i might be delusional. All these thoughts feelings and insecurites
i wasnt sure you were the one.
Was one of your promises one of your larks?
cause deep down inside its so damn dark.
how you did me on that night i wasnt sure
that was right..
When i fell in love with you, was it hard
for you to say that i was your boo? i was
trembling in fear talking to you.
Hiding secrets from me, you didnt
know that i wouldnt see?
As the sun rises every moring i
see everyone tryna be scoring..
Wake me up from this bad dream
thought we were on the same team.
Gave you so many opporunities so you
can master your insecurites.
I dont know why i keep on trying
all of the sudden it feels like im dying.
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