IN THREES

The fire inside of my head got out
I don't give a fuck if the house burns down
I'll bury myself in the bed and wait for the party to end
I'm not in the mood to attend now

Pack up all my problems 'til they sear inside my brain
Can't tell pain from pleasure but I know they're not the same
Light up all the candles like it's time to celebrate
And wish all my problems away (kill the flame!)

Misery don't sleep
Dying to take back what it gave me
Tragedy comes in threes
Third-degree apathy

I think that I'm learning to hope (oh no)
Or maybe just learning to cope (no)
The kitchen is filling with smoke
I'm breathing in only to choke
I know I could try, but I won't (no)

Pack up all my problems 'til they sear inside my brain
Can't tell pain from pleasure but I know they're not the same
Light up all the candles like it's time to celebrate
And wish all my problems away

Misery don't sleep
Dying to take back what it gave me
Tragedy comes in threes
Third-degree apathy

Misery (misery) don't sleep (don't sleep)
Dying to take back what it gave me
Tragedy (tragedy) comes in threes
Third-degree apathy

Trapped in the pits of my mind when I'm stepping outside, I feel lost all the time
I bury my feelings alive, it all comes with a price, it's do or I die
When lying is all that I got, 'cause it's hard to survive when you're living this life
And death is a bit of a bitch, so I step to the side and I swallow my pride (oh no)

Misery don't sleep
Dying to take back what it gave me
Tragedy comes in threes
Third-degree apathy

Misery (misery) don't sleep (don't sleep)
Dying to take back what it gave me
Tragedy (tragedy) comes in threes
Third-degree apathy

(Misery)
Tragedy comes in threes
Third-degree apathy



Credits
Writer(s): Cody Carson, Jordan Mitchell, Zachary Jones, Ronald Ish, Patrick Walters, Alistair Testo
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