PostScript (Acoustic)
I wrote it all down to my core
Sixty thousand words in my postript note
I wrote it all down to my core
Never had a clue that you fuck with someone else
I wish so many times that I was a star
You make great stories for the press
Blinded by the love I think I should've ran
You sat at the table with my dying dad
Hide my face please ignore me
My head hurts I feel Nauseous
Promises they were empty
Overthinking, I resent me
I can smell your perfume on my soul
I wrote a note out on the edge
Took a knife on the neck some time ago!
Terrified to the bone that my hand is steady
Couldn't say goodbye my friends were outside drinking
You said you'll stop my drinking
I'm drunk and you're the reason
Can't shake this heavy feeling
I've lost my taste and my smile
Tell me lies when you know my secrets
Treat me like a thief inside your house
Smiling when I'm sinking a disease I always had
Maybe I like doing this to my self
Hide my face please ignore me
My head hurts I feel Nauseous
Promises they were empty
Overthinking, I resent me
I can smell your perfume on my soul
I wrote a note out on the edge
I got some imbalances in my brain
Poison laying on the floor
Shouldn't trust myself when I am this high no
Sixty thousand words in my postript note
I wrote it all down to my core
Never had a clue that you fuck with someone else
I wish so many times that I was a star
You make great stories for the press
Blinded by the love I think I should've ran
You sat at the table with my dying dad
Hide my face please ignore me
My head hurts I feel Nauseous
Promises they were empty
Overthinking, I resent me
I can smell your perfume on my soul
I wrote a note out on the edge
Took a knife on the neck some time ago!
Terrified to the bone that my hand is steady
Couldn't say goodbye my friends were outside drinking
You said you'll stop my drinking
I'm drunk and you're the reason
Can't shake this heavy feeling
I've lost my taste and my smile
Tell me lies when you know my secrets
Treat me like a thief inside your house
Smiling when I'm sinking a disease I always had
Maybe I like doing this to my self
Hide my face please ignore me
My head hurts I feel Nauseous
Promises they were empty
Overthinking, I resent me
I can smell your perfume on my soul
I wrote a note out on the edge
I got some imbalances in my brain
Poison laying on the floor
Shouldn't trust myself when I am this high no
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Writer(s): Filippos Zakouras
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