Her, Pt. 2

Keep shoving gravel in my throat
Thin loud screams for me to go
And street smiles make me paranoid and alcohol makes me anxious
Such big words yet we were so small
And I'm greiving cause I didn't tell you all
And while I'm laughing I feel alone
Cause now there's no echo coming from you
Cause now there's no echo coming from you

So now I walk, looking down
If it rains I just might drown
I can't stop I don't know how, how to hold me
Without your hands
Without your hands

And who are we kidding
After all
It feels empty afterwards
And I can find you in every wall
Why something good can't function no more



Credits
Writer(s): Luis Barahona
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