Tightrope!

Said you want to feel something, okay
I don't even know what's headed my way
Hanging on a string, yeah a tightrope
I guess I been living with my eyes closed
You told me that you needed more I got none to give
I'm not understanding all the ways you live
And the suicidal thoughts in my head won't stop
If I'm going out sad, fuck it all kill a cop
I could take the pain, bring it on again
And the darkness in my head is my only friend
I been stuck in this rut, I don't see an end
I don't give a fuck anymore I don't feel shit
I'm so toxic a literal walking sickness
So don't ever come back to me for forgiveness
20 shots, 1 clip no witness
White rock, black clothes, suspicious

Said you want to feel something, okay
I don't even know what's headed my way
Hanging on a string, yeah a tightrope
I guess I been living with my eyes closed
Said you want to feel something, okay
I don't even know what's headed my way
Hanging on a string, yeah a tightrope
I guess I been living with my eyes closed



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Getz
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