built to chill

It seems like I'm
Too scared to try
Too old to act this way
But still too young to die
I hate my friends
I don't know why
I'm past the point of
Getting fucked up every night
Cause I can't feel
A god damn thing
And I can't help myself
But to say shit I don't
Mean
But sometimes you
Your'e all I need
To get through the sleepless nights
And the years of fucked up
Dreams
'
LET'S GO!

Stayed in my bed
In my head for a long time
Things that we do
That we say at the wrong time
It all feels made up to me
It all feels made up to me

I'll try
Spending more time out in the daylight
With you
Sometimes
It feels like I'm losing myself
To everything I do



Credits
Writer(s): Chance Smith
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