Rooftop
Here I sit on my rooftop all alone
Nothing to do or say or know
How could I
Get this low
I've been clinging to old ways
Choosing to stay
The same
How do I know
If I'm truly sane
I know id rather be dead
Or just spend the rest of my days in bed
I don't want to live
Another day
In my fucking head
Cause I'm fed up I'm
Clinging to old ways
And choosing to stay the same
How do I know
If I'm truly sane
Nothing to do or say or know
How could I
Get this low
I've been clinging to old ways
Choosing to stay
The same
How do I know
If I'm truly sane
I know id rather be dead
Or just spend the rest of my days in bed
I don't want to live
Another day
In my fucking head
Cause I'm fed up I'm
Clinging to old ways
And choosing to stay the same
How do I know
If I'm truly sane
Credits
Writer(s): Mikah Anguay
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