Bleeding Eyes
Tripping by myself but I sell it like I'm fine
I'll be gone a little while, tell them all I'm doing time
I ain't ever had a lot besides flashbacks of dying
I get too numb to cry
Maybe someday I'll say sorry, never good at apologizing
It's kind of crazy that I know my problems
But I still refuse to solve them
You held the puppet, I was the suffering
Look me in my bleeding eyes
Suffocate me with your lies, choke all the time
You watched me dying, so quick off your conscious
I'd rather lie with you all night than face
The truth about why I can't do what's right
I needed air, take me outside
I'm seeing things, might not be there
My stubborn thoughts, bliss seems so rare
Things fade to black, so fast, then it's over in a flash like
Smoking out my ride, lonely on my mind
Bleeding through my eyes, take a walk on the other side
Cut my arm with a fucking knife, life's low so I'm fucking high
Makes me want to die, smoking 'til I'm fried
On that red eye fight, look into my eyes
You held the puppet, I was the suffering
Look me in my bleeding eyes
Suffocate me with your lies, choke all the time
You watched me dying, so quick off your conscious
I'd rather lie with you all night than face
The truth about why I can't do what's right
We're still young
We ain't done with the thrill that we're coming after
I'm out late because these nights make my heart beat faster
You held the puppet, I was the suffering
Look me in my bleeding eyes
Suffocate me with your lies, choke all the time
You held the puppet, I was the suffering
Look me in my bleeding eyes
Suffocate me with your lies, choke all the time
You watched me dying, so quick off your conscious
I'd rather lie with you all night than face
The truth about why I can't do what's right
I needed air, take me outside
I'm seeing things, might not be there
My stubborn thoughts, bliss seems so rare
Things fade to black, so fast, then it's over in a flash like
I'll be gone a little while, tell them all I'm doing time
I ain't ever had a lot besides flashbacks of dying
I get too numb to cry
Maybe someday I'll say sorry, never good at apologizing
It's kind of crazy that I know my problems
But I still refuse to solve them
You held the puppet, I was the suffering
Look me in my bleeding eyes
Suffocate me with your lies, choke all the time
You watched me dying, so quick off your conscious
I'd rather lie with you all night than face
The truth about why I can't do what's right
I needed air, take me outside
I'm seeing things, might not be there
My stubborn thoughts, bliss seems so rare
Things fade to black, so fast, then it's over in a flash like
Smoking out my ride, lonely on my mind
Bleeding through my eyes, take a walk on the other side
Cut my arm with a fucking knife, life's low so I'm fucking high
Makes me want to die, smoking 'til I'm fried
On that red eye fight, look into my eyes
You held the puppet, I was the suffering
Look me in my bleeding eyes
Suffocate me with your lies, choke all the time
You watched me dying, so quick off your conscious
I'd rather lie with you all night than face
The truth about why I can't do what's right
We're still young
We ain't done with the thrill that we're coming after
I'm out late because these nights make my heart beat faster
You held the puppet, I was the suffering
Look me in my bleeding eyes
Suffocate me with your lies, choke all the time
You held the puppet, I was the suffering
Look me in my bleeding eyes
Suffocate me with your lies, choke all the time
You watched me dying, so quick off your conscious
I'd rather lie with you all night than face
The truth about why I can't do what's right
I needed air, take me outside
I'm seeing things, might not be there
My stubborn thoughts, bliss seems so rare
Things fade to black, so fast, then it's over in a flash like
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Writer(s): Alex Parelius
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