Shame

I'm cryptic slippin into sun shine sick and I'm lucky
I'm gonna make it cut like cracked glass this time around
I see your pictures in the bathroom stall and I like it
I'm in the middle of a breakdown fuck I'm in style

I wake up feeling insane
I make up reasons to change
But when I make up a reason
All I feel is the shame
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night

In the mirrored lights on evil
Walkin through the city
Lonely's gonna be my prize
But when I get home
There's gonna be the sun rising like gold

Forget the pictures
Curl up in your body
Someone's gonna miss your soul
In the middle of the night
Balloons

I wake up feeling insane
I make up reasons to change
But when I make up a reason
All I feel is the shame



Credits
Writer(s): Shaun Curran
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