Flashbacks

I keep on getting all these flashbacks
In your room on my back
Have to go and take it
So you don't blow up
And I keep on waking up in cold sweats
Can't calm down strumming frets
Wishing that this form of
Expression would hold up

But it don't sedate me like it used to
And now I hate me like I used to

I'm stuck in a cycle
Been maxing my vitals
Feel like it's survival
I hate all this stress
I'm stuck in a train wreck
It's got my brain wrecked
I fall asleep wasted
Hate that I'm a mess

Goddamn it, why do I let this happen
Goddamn it, why does this always happen
Let myself get torn up



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Writer(s): Riley Hough
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