Withered
The morning sun reveals its face
And I hide mine so it can take its place
Live my life full of regret
Cause I thought you were my best bet
Getting sick and tired of being alone
Of dragging around my withered bones
Thought you would be there on the phone
But I guess this face has to be my own
So I'm giving up and giving out
Like a watered lung I hold my doubt
So much to lose, and I have not
Everyday I'm learning to be forgot
Pick me up, tire me out
You're the only one I think about
Cause you left me buried in the ground
Hoping desperately to be found
Getting sick and tired of being alone
Of dragging around my withered bones
Thought you would be there on the phone
But I guess this face has to be my own
So I'm giving up and giving out
Like a watered lung I hold my doubt
So much to lose, and I have not
Everyday I'm learning to be forgot
And I am an organ this stubborn body will forsake
So I will stare at the wall and question my fate
And I don't care if it's late or without tact
Everyday I am lessening the impact
Giving up, giving out
A watered lung I hold my doubt
So much to lose, and I have not
Everyday I'm learning to be forgot
And I hide mine so it can take its place
Live my life full of regret
Cause I thought you were my best bet
Getting sick and tired of being alone
Of dragging around my withered bones
Thought you would be there on the phone
But I guess this face has to be my own
So I'm giving up and giving out
Like a watered lung I hold my doubt
So much to lose, and I have not
Everyday I'm learning to be forgot
Pick me up, tire me out
You're the only one I think about
Cause you left me buried in the ground
Hoping desperately to be found
Getting sick and tired of being alone
Of dragging around my withered bones
Thought you would be there on the phone
But I guess this face has to be my own
So I'm giving up and giving out
Like a watered lung I hold my doubt
So much to lose, and I have not
Everyday I'm learning to be forgot
And I am an organ this stubborn body will forsake
So I will stare at the wall and question my fate
And I don't care if it's late or without tact
Everyday I am lessening the impact
Giving up, giving out
A watered lung I hold my doubt
So much to lose, and I have not
Everyday I'm learning to be forgot
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Writer(s): Louis Delia
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