All The Things
I thought I could live without my head
But god never reassures the dead
I cannot eat, I cannot sleep
I wrote you letters from my hell
Confessions I could never tell
My love, my passion
Behind my depression
Now I've seen all the things that make me weak
Like the burning sun
Fuck all the things that make me, me
I'm just trying to bare the pain
The noise, the misery
It's all recycled imagery now
I grew up, I gave no fucks
To who I hurt
I thought I could live without my head
But god never reassures the dead
I cannot eat, I cannot sleep
I wrote you letters from my hell
But god never reassures the dead
I cannot eat, I cannot sleep
I wrote you letters from my hell
Confessions I could never tell
My love, my passion
Behind my depression
Now I've seen all the things that make me weak
Like the burning sun
Fuck all the things that make me, me
I'm just trying to bare the pain
The noise, the misery
It's all recycled imagery now
I grew up, I gave no fucks
To who I hurt
I thought I could live without my head
But god never reassures the dead
I cannot eat, I cannot sleep
I wrote you letters from my hell
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Writer(s): Seth Wells
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