Empathy

I hate myself but so does everybody else
I thought you said I looked so good in blue
You lie about who you are just to get through life
You're the kid who left his conscience back at home
But where's home?

"They must look up to you, Vaughn"
Our stories have become a part of us
I don't know what I'm doing
I'm just attempting to live
You write good when you're high
But you still make mistakes in those letters I found
Feelings exposed with nothing to hide

Everything good happens at midnight
What are these people doing?
These episodes I'm having feel like a prison in my head
And I'm stuck and I don't have anywhere to go
You're the death of me
All of your personalities just harmonize with yourself

You're the question I never thought I had
If I keep on I'm gonna keep on

I'm a Halen feeling doozy from the blues
Of this bottle that I keep by my bedside
For extra caution that I'll not make it past midnight



Credits
Writer(s): Isabella Vaughn Jackson
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