Gone By The Weekend (P.S. I Love You)
I'm still stuck in my bed again
I'm feeling like I'm giving in
Where is the time to think
For this trauma to unlink
I can't seem to grab your hand
When you try to help me stand
It seems every time I slip
I'm on the brink of losing it
I'm losing my fucking shit
It's heavy in my bones
I can't get out of bed
I swear to god
I'll fill my head with lead
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling
Apart again
There's a tear in the walls of my brain
Scratching and pulling the strings
It's heavy in my bones
I can't get out of bed
I swear to god
I'll fill my head with lead
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling
Apart again
The claws of my darkest demons
They're pulling me down to the fucking deep end
These dirty little bastards got me fucking tweaking
I might not make it to this coming weekend
The claws of my darkest demons
They're pulling me down to the fucking deep end
These dirty little bastards got me fucking tweaking
I might not make it to this coming weekend
It's heavy in my bones
I can't get out of bed
I swear to god
I'll fill my head with lead
It's heavy in my bones
I can't get out of bed
I swear to god
I'll fill my head with lead
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling
Apart again
I'm feeling like I'm giving in
Where is the time to think
For this trauma to unlink
I can't seem to grab your hand
When you try to help me stand
It seems every time I slip
I'm on the brink of losing it
I'm losing my fucking shit
It's heavy in my bones
I can't get out of bed
I swear to god
I'll fill my head with lead
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling
Apart again
There's a tear in the walls of my brain
Scratching and pulling the strings
It's heavy in my bones
I can't get out of bed
I swear to god
I'll fill my head with lead
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling
Apart again
The claws of my darkest demons
They're pulling me down to the fucking deep end
These dirty little bastards got me fucking tweaking
I might not make it to this coming weekend
The claws of my darkest demons
They're pulling me down to the fucking deep end
These dirty little bastards got me fucking tweaking
I might not make it to this coming weekend
It's heavy in my bones
I can't get out of bed
I swear to god
I'll fill my head with lead
It's heavy in my bones
I can't get out of bed
I swear to god
I'll fill my head with lead
I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling
Apart again
Credits
Writer(s): Dalton Becker
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