Raindrops In the Ashtray
Raindrops in the ashtray
I'm
Fiendin' for you in a bad way
Like an itch
I just wanna burn
It's been a long night since the last day
And theres long whites on the glass plate
I guess I'll just never learn
I gotta keep it up
The rush is just too much
And if the feeling dies
Then I don't see a reason
Why
I should play tough
Cold Winds Are Blowin'
And My heart is turnin' into stone and
Just like my own
Father, no, I can't be bothered
By nothing but love
I fight it against it everyday
Cause I'm
Tryna find the right way
But the clouds get more grey as they grow
Couldn't fill my heart with love so I
Prayed and begged the God above
But I
Filled
My lungs up with smoke
And the sacrifices never paid so I
Fight against it everyday all while
Drowning
My sorrow
In hope
Everything that I could ever need
Just to take it all and then you leave
You're the saddest song I ever wrote
Cold Winds Are Blowin'
And My heart is turnin' into stone and
Just like my own
Father, no, I can't be bothered
By nothing but love
I fight it against it everyday
Cause I'm
Tryna find the right way
But the clouds get more grey as they grow
Only thing thats left to do now
Is keep on smoking till I'm turnin' blue
How can someone like me find a light
Said that I would see it through
But you've been
Focusing on something new
And I feel myself losing the fight
Told myself I'd never bleed
Just to give you weapons that would cut me deep
And now I sleep alone every night
Raindrops in the ashtray
I'm
Fiendin' for you in a bad way
Like an itch
I just wanna burn
It's been a long night since the last day
And theres long whites on the glass plate
I guess I'll just never learn
I gotta keep it up
The rush is just too much
And if the feeling dies
Then I don't see a reason
Why
I should play tough
I'm
Fiendin' for you in a bad way
Like an itch
I just wanna burn
It's been a long night since the last day
And theres long whites on the glass plate
I guess I'll just never learn
I gotta keep it up
The rush is just too much
And if the feeling dies
Then I don't see a reason
Why
I should play tough
Cold Winds Are Blowin'
And My heart is turnin' into stone and
Just like my own
Father, no, I can't be bothered
By nothing but love
I fight it against it everyday
Cause I'm
Tryna find the right way
But the clouds get more grey as they grow
Couldn't fill my heart with love so I
Prayed and begged the God above
But I
Filled
My lungs up with smoke
And the sacrifices never paid so I
Fight against it everyday all while
Drowning
My sorrow
In hope
Everything that I could ever need
Just to take it all and then you leave
You're the saddest song I ever wrote
Cold Winds Are Blowin'
And My heart is turnin' into stone and
Just like my own
Father, no, I can't be bothered
By nothing but love
I fight it against it everyday
Cause I'm
Tryna find the right way
But the clouds get more grey as they grow
Only thing thats left to do now
Is keep on smoking till I'm turnin' blue
How can someone like me find a light
Said that I would see it through
But you've been
Focusing on something new
And I feel myself losing the fight
Told myself I'd never bleed
Just to give you weapons that would cut me deep
And now I sleep alone every night
Raindrops in the ashtray
I'm
Fiendin' for you in a bad way
Like an itch
I just wanna burn
It's been a long night since the last day
And theres long whites on the glass plate
I guess I'll just never learn
I gotta keep it up
The rush is just too much
And if the feeling dies
Then I don't see a reason
Why
I should play tough
Credits
Writer(s): Evan Sheaffer
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