Unfortunately
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
Freezer burnt
Finger tips
Gripping on ya liquid nitrogen
Cherry lips
Where's he been
Living in the castle that I locked em' in
Sweet abyss
Lonely sin
Creeping on the shoulder where my conscience live
Let em' in
He's dying to see you
Repression is the nightmare where I swear I won't be you
Trying anything to keep this bottle between you
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
The reapers in the freezer and he's dying to meet you
Greet you with his sweaty palms you swear it's beneath you
But the pressures in ya head ya think ya body don't need you
Heards the whispers in background trynna keep you
In the back of ya mind where nobody could reach you
Hiding in the corner with ya face in your knees on ya hands on head
Everywhere you turn it's something that wants you dead
Better off in ya bed
Where the voices can't get you
Or so you've convinced ya self again
Sweet ideas of a perfect something
Innocent enough to fit perfect
Again
Oh no not again
It seems you've gone away
Another goodbye
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
Freezer burnt
Finger tips
Gripping on ya liquid nitrogen
Cherry lips
Where's he been
Living in the castle that I locked em' in
Sweet abyss
Lonely sin
Creeping on the shoulder where my conscience live
Let em' in
He's dying to see you
Repression is the nightmare where I swear I won't be you
Trying anything to keep this bottle between you
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
The reapers in the freezer and he's dying to meet you
Greet you with his sweaty palms you swear it's beneath you
But the pressures in ya head ya think ya body don't need you
Heards the whispers in background trynna keep you
In the back of ya mind where nobody could reach you
Hiding in the corner with ya face in your knees on ya hands on head
Everywhere you turn it's something that wants you dead
Better off in ya bed
Where the voices can't get you
Or so you've convinced ya self again
Sweet ideas of a perfect something
Innocent enough to fit perfect
Again
Oh no not again
It seems you've gone away
Another goodbye
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
Unfortunately
It does get easier
To just have another
To just have another
Credits
Writer(s): Francesco Distefano
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