Out of Chaos

33 Missed calls
I don't care about when
Nothing matters anymore
And it never did
You're in love with your sin
So cool to do it again
You're in love with your sin
I'm really running on fumes
I really think I hate it
Can't convey to you
How much I'm dying
And I fucking love it
And it makes me crazy
My outside's on the in
I keep looking for the signs to lead me
Where I need to be
Here
You breathe
A figure in the forest
A stranger on the street
All out of chaos
Always feels like a dream
I'm really running on fumes
I really think I hate it
Can't convey to you
How much I'm dying
Wish I could talk to you
And it makes me crazy



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Halsey
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