Cliche

I've been assembling my debts
To overdue self-respect
I try to wake up before I go back to bed
And now I miss all the innocence
I've been addicted to the state
Of mental escape
With the flick of a lighter
I'm getting high everyday
I've been in no rush to change
I need to change

I just wanna know
When will this end
And when can I see you again
Because it feels like all expression
Is just a game of pretend
Whenever I'm stuck in my head
It's so nice to have a person to help catch a break
From us tripping down steps back to dissociation
I've been feeling so numb with this path I've been headed
But now it's been two years since I wrote this song
And we have our own apartment

I've always hated the seasons
That give me a reason
To show no expression on my face
I feel so unfazed by everything
But you help me go through the motions
To feel good emotions
Whenever you're envisioned in my brain
The clouds start to change into sunny days

So lets talk about trips to California
And Drive out
Lets watch the sun set on the west coast
Until It's dark out
Lets do the things that we'll never forget
It's so cliche, but I feel something again

And I wrote so many songs
From a time that I used to know
Now I don't relate to most of em
Yet I don't regret a single one.
NoOoOoOo

It feels nice to have the records of the time that I felt
Whether it's love loss or anger or anything else
I have stories to tell
I have rises and falls
I've had a timeframe of static and conclusion but now
I have a whole live's worth of progress to give
And I have a half empty glass of water to fill
And I have someone telling me old from the new
Can I do the same for you