Wither

Battling my thoughts, meddling in feelings
I'm falling apart, 'cause my soul's not healing
I'm stuck in the dark, think my mind's a demon
Nightmares came to life, wish I was still dreaming

There's a roadmap in my mind, but I'm running out of time
To find my way to you and all I've got

Is a pocket full of cigarettes and alcohol in my veins
I've got a lighter without fluid and a life that's going down the drain
If only clouds weren't gray all the time and someone stopped the rain
I would be okay
But I'm withering away

Can you pull me out, I am stuck in quicksand
Wait don't come to close, 'cause if you take my hand
I might pull you in, then we'd drown together
So just leave me here, don't think I still matter

I'm looking at the nooses 'round the branches of the trees
Could they pull me out, I think not
All I've got

Is a pocket full of cigarettes and alcohol in my veins
I've got a lighter without fluid and a life that's going down the drain
If only clouds weren't gray all the time and someone stopped the rain
I would be okay
But I'm withering away



Credits
Writer(s): Miquel Claase
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