Bad Omens

When I'm dreaming I don't even exist
My demons won't cease and desist
I'm screaming clenching my fist
High treason, I don't even resist
I'm bleeding, blood pours from my wrist
For one reason: Your love's on my list
I'm needing the source of your bliss
Hunting season, one shot I won't miss

Bad omens, I wish that I cared
I'm wide open, my soul is laid bare
Bad moments, together we shared
I'll die knowing its up in the air
Dead roses I held to my nose
Missed doses, I sweat through my clothes
A door closes, for good I suppose
But I chose this, and god only knows

So deadly, my secret to keep
I'm empty my regrets run deep
So gently I read it and weep
I'm ready to die in my sleep
But I grow gardens, I planted the seed
Their hearts harden, demanded I bleed
I beg pardon, yeah I beg and I plead
Disheartened, I still seek to succeed



Credits
Writer(s): Shannon Weaver
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