The Bed

You had hopes, you had dreams
All your aspirations
Goals that seem impossible to them, but for you they were means
To thrive, to survive in this lonely life you called hell
And you were the only one dragging you down
I can save you if you want it, can I have your time?

The only thing in this world that's killing you
Is yourself and your words that tear into your mind like a bullet
And it's funny because you're the only one I see with a gun in your hand
Crime and victim, give me your time

You lost hope, you lost sleep
All your goals crashed down at your feet
And it was always fucking pills that you'd need
Soulless vessel, countless times you told me you would put them away
Now I'm standing here six feet where you lay
You swore you'd put them down, you swore you were strong enough
I could've saved you if you wanted
I should've took your time

Give me your time
Leave your hurt by the door, and your scars by mine
I can prove to you that you're more thank you think

Let me save you
I can make this all go away
You don't need this
You need a sense of love



Credits
Writer(s): Summer Cicada
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