Philophobic

Fill my heart full of stars
Bask in my stolen sun
She will run far away
Now I wait in my sleep

Cus I can't feel them in my head
And I might as well be dead
Cus I can't feel them in my head
And I might as well be dead
I might as well be dead

I won't lie
I'll tell you why
It's all my fault and I apologize
Now I no longer know
The things I want and I don't have a clue

Cus I can't feel them in my head
And I might as well be dead
Cus I can't feel them in my head
And I might as well be dead
So tell me now
How did we get so down
Whenever you're around
Whenever you're around
Yeah you really bum me out



Credits
Writer(s): Clay Kramer, Jack Wolfe
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