The Sound the Morning Makes

And we ain't nothing but heathens baby
It's just a matter of time
Destroy yourself for a feeling maybe
Lose your goddamn mind

We ain't got nothing but reasons baby
It's just a matter of pride
Give me something to believe in, break me
I will pay the price

With your narcissistic apathy
And my self-destructive tendencies
We're quite the pair, I swear, we'll be the death of me

I hate the sound the morning makes
The daylight breaks into my room
I spy your sunny disposition
Fiction fails me more than truth
Am I the best you'll get, the best you'll be, the best you'll ever do
I hate the sound the sound the morning makes
And baby you should hate me too

It's just the change of the seasons baby
Two lovers melting away
Cold feet for the thrill of freedom
Quite convinced we'll stay

With your narcissistic apathy
And my self-destructive tendencies
We're quite the pair, I swear, we'll be the death of me

I hate the sound the morning makes
The daylight breaks into my room
I spy your sunny disposition
Fiction fails me more than truth
Am I the best you'll get, the best you'll be, the best you'll ever do
I hate the sound the sound the morning makes
And baby you should hate me too

I hate the sound the morning makes
The daylight breaks into my room
I spy your sunny disposition
Fiction fails me more than truth
Am I the best you'll get, the best you'll be, the best you'll ever do
I hate the sound the sound the morning makes
And baby you should hate me too



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Kemp-hall
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