Open Letters to Myself

Do you ever write a list of reasons, for
Stories in your mind?
The weight on my shoulders is feeling better, when I'm
Sitting in my room writing open letters
I wish that I could paint cause
If I could, I'd never have to explain
What it means to me, but

What if the days that we share are all done, they
Pass you by, as you rest your eyes, I
Remember every one

Lucky people don't exist, while I fuck
Around with the bound rope around my
Wrists, I'm turning blue, this can't be
True, I'd spin the world around for
You creep into late nightmares, I
Only ever wanted you to care, but
You, you're turning blue, what's
Left to lose? I'll go if you do too

I work myself to death, would your
Memories be mine?
I'm late to the scene, no one's waiting for me, and it's
Been killing me for quite some time, I
Wish this meant just as much to you as it did to me
I guess you only see the finished article that we longed to be, but

What if the days that we share are all done, they
Pass you by, as you rest your eyes, I
Remember every one

Lucky people don't exist, while I fuck
Around with the bound rope around my
Wrists, I'm turning blue, this can't be
True, I'd spin the world around for
You creep into late nightmares, I
Only ever wanted you to care, but
You, you're turning blue, what's
Left to lose? I'll go if you do too

What if the days that we share are all done, they
Pass you by, as you rest your eyes, I
Remember every one

What if the days that we share are all done, they
Pass you by, as you rest your eyes and I
Remember every one

Lucky people don't exist, while I fuck
Around with the bound rope around my
Wrists, I'm turning blue, this can't be
True, I'd spin the world around for
You creep into late nightmares, I
Only ever wanted you to care, but
You, you're turning blue, what's
Left to lose? I'll go if you do too
I'll go if you do too
I'll go if you do too
I'll go if you do too
I'll go if you do too