Spirals
Sirens in the night
Come crawling out in a melody
And when, my blood runs dry
I know that they will come for me
But not tonight
You got drugs to numb my mind
And pain to block out the memories
And you'll find, that in time
That you are all that is left of me
What I'm trying to say, doesn't matter anyway
What I'm trying to say, doesn't matter anyway
My head is a wasteland
(They're preying on summer)
Where is my fellow man?
(We hunt and kill one another)
Drifting, falling, out of time
Try your best to stay in line
But I know, oh I know
That's how the story goes
You, do you wanna be you?
I sure hope you do, 'cause you got nothing left to lose
You, do you wanna be you?
I sure hope you do, 'cause you got nothing left to lose
Take your time, and take your pills
Change your name, prep the kill
You gotta carve your face into the shape they want from you
What do you have to lose?
My head is a wasteland
(They're preying on summer)
Where is my fellow man?
(We hunt and kill one another)
My head is a wasteland
(They're preying on summer)
Where is my fellow man?
(We hunt and kill one another)
Drifting, falling, out of time
Try your best to stay in line
But I know, oh I know
That's how the story goes
I hear the song in the distance
I know I can't help but listen
You just keep laying there, staring at the ceiling
But I can't stop throwing up, just for the feeling
I said oh, oh my love, put me to rest
I said oh, oh my love, put me to rest
Soup can life, teeth on metal spoons, off-white paste
Life is crumbs, unwashed dishes, broken doorknobs
I am not me
But I was, three days
Adorned in splatters of gold
Vibrant red seeping, oozing, crawling, emanating from me
Violet bliss
It doesn't where you go
It doesn't what you plan
It doesn't matter who you tell
'Cause you'll be back to blue skies soon enough
Lukewarm showers, stomach aches
More doctors, more debt, more soup
This is not my life, this is his
I empty my bowl and put on my jacket
Come crawling out in a melody
And when, my blood runs dry
I know that they will come for me
But not tonight
You got drugs to numb my mind
And pain to block out the memories
And you'll find, that in time
That you are all that is left of me
What I'm trying to say, doesn't matter anyway
What I'm trying to say, doesn't matter anyway
My head is a wasteland
(They're preying on summer)
Where is my fellow man?
(We hunt and kill one another)
Drifting, falling, out of time
Try your best to stay in line
But I know, oh I know
That's how the story goes
You, do you wanna be you?
I sure hope you do, 'cause you got nothing left to lose
You, do you wanna be you?
I sure hope you do, 'cause you got nothing left to lose
Take your time, and take your pills
Change your name, prep the kill
You gotta carve your face into the shape they want from you
What do you have to lose?
My head is a wasteland
(They're preying on summer)
Where is my fellow man?
(We hunt and kill one another)
My head is a wasteland
(They're preying on summer)
Where is my fellow man?
(We hunt and kill one another)
Drifting, falling, out of time
Try your best to stay in line
But I know, oh I know
That's how the story goes
I hear the song in the distance
I know I can't help but listen
You just keep laying there, staring at the ceiling
But I can't stop throwing up, just for the feeling
I said oh, oh my love, put me to rest
I said oh, oh my love, put me to rest
Soup can life, teeth on metal spoons, off-white paste
Life is crumbs, unwashed dishes, broken doorknobs
I am not me
But I was, three days
Adorned in splatters of gold
Vibrant red seeping, oozing, crawling, emanating from me
Violet bliss
It doesn't where you go
It doesn't what you plan
It doesn't matter who you tell
'Cause you'll be back to blue skies soon enough
Lukewarm showers, stomach aches
More doctors, more debt, more soup
This is not my life, this is his
I empty my bowl and put on my jacket
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Halina
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