3 Am (Acoustic Version)

These four walls only hold our secrets in
Like tattoos dripping from our skin
Spelling out your sin

The clock plays the diary
Recording your misery
A playback on the big screen
What you see is up to your memory

You had the heart but you only did wrong
You had the heart but you couldn't be strong

I'm getting ready to let go
Everything I've ever known
If I give it just a moment I won't have a moment to waste
Cause the only escape from the three AM is a drug induced trip down memory lane
And just a little taste of eternal rest
Cause at three AM, it's never made more sense

Pray to a God that doesn't exist
Existence of the mind
For answers you may never find

Maybe if you just tell the truth
Maybe if you just tell the truth, maybe that God will save you

I'm getting ready to let go
Everything I've ever known
If I give it just a moment I won't have a moment to waste
Cause the only escape from the three AM is a drug induced trip down memory lane
And just a little taste of eternal rest
Cause at three AM, it's never made more sense



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Ekleberry
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