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I gave up on my progress
I could care less
Potent ink blacks out my name
I only have myself to blame
I'm getting good at being distant
Trace over lines towards persistence
I just keep running away from the things that surround me and my youth
Deny myself the honest truth in the worst way
I'm always lost and on my own
I wrap my head around in color and I'm looking no further
Except for these other things that I lack
I get myself caught up and play existence off like a silhouette
I just can't write off mistakes
Take a look at my face
I'm slowly losing touch
My heavy hand held shut
I will never count my losses again
I'm slowly losing touch with everything I trust
I will never count my losses again
(It doesn't help that I'm ill confident, losing the faith that helped me through all of this)
(I guess I'm just a mistake, how long does it take to feel my concience again)
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Head Cold-Locket
03:54
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