Skip To the Good Part

What if we keep all our thoughts when we're dead?
Do I really want that shit inside my head?
I wear my headache like a crown
And when you try to cheer me up, I put you down

You're the apple of my bloodshot eyes
And I wasn't always worth your time
But your life is the best part of mine

Would you lose your mind or discover it?
End it all or just suffer it?
You say pain is an instrument of love

Each morning, awake but still in bed
I already want the day to end
I wear my headache like a crown
And I wake you up so you can talk me down

I start to talk but get tongue tied
I say "nothing, nothing's gonna change my mind
Cos I'm running, yes I'm running out of time"

Would you lose your mind or discover it?
End it all or just suffer it?
You say pain is an instrument of love

Time, take me forward
I want to skip to the good part
I'm tired of playing along
I'm tired of playing along
I'm tired of playing along
I want to skip to the good part



Credits
Writer(s): Iain Andrew
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