Sick Quitter

I make my new life with my true self
Wondering why I let my body go to hell
Nostalgia couldn't save itself
Fall asleep to artificial rain sounds

We live in a broken age
More broken than the poet's page
Put your fake advertisement away
Just think of what mother would say

I'm sick I quit

Jester and demons all the same
I play this pacifists misfit tsk tsk charade
Try to count the seconds and the hours away
Think about responsibilities of the next day

This time

I put my dreams up on the windowsill
I wonder why I never took the blue pill
Just thought of someone I could kill
And get away and get away

And get away and get away
And get away and get away
And get away and get away



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Swain, Scott Helgason, Taylor Mcdermott, Tyler Caldwell
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