Dolor Cordis
Its about time that I get me some help
When I wake up in the morn I don't look at myself
First loss of the day I'm stuck in my ways
Tried to reshuffle the deck but 52 pick up is the game that I play
When I sit back and spend time alone I find something new
I find something else to fuel my insecurity
Straight to the max I can never ever just relax
Now the main reason I'm so unruly these days
Is because I got my heart broken seven different ways
Started with her not picking up her phone
Being subliminal through texts even when she was at home
Next was zero care or focus when we facetime
Before I knew it I already started facing time
Worry stress and anxiety entered my brain
Why is she doing this did I cause her any pain
Suddenly didn't take interest in my life
Or wellbeing noticed it to late because of one feeling
Asked her out many times but she never gave a date
Before she used to always help me find a certain place
For us to enjoy each others company
Now if we cross paths in public its like I'm a nobody
Honestly maybe I should've seen this coming
Before the hurt entered my soul I should've started running
The final nail was when she chose to move on
Sent me a vid of her + 1 hit me like a baton
And now I can let bygones be bygones
For a second she was someone I could count on
I fuckin hate the fact I never get some closure
And every damn time I think I'm getting closer
To what I see people do every fuckin day
Staying close to that special person in the sweetest type of ways
I thought it was pure then I felt like a criminal
Your mental game left damage that wasn't minimal
Digital times have not made things easy
My optimistic view it stays so briefly
I hoped and I begged please don't let me die yet
The time away from you been the worst kind of diet
It left a type of wound thats only gonna grow
I need some novacaine cause I cannot let this feeling
Go go go go go go go go go
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Maybe
Its about time that I get me some help
When I wake up in the morn I don't look at myself
First loss of the day I'm stuck in my ways
Tried to reshuffle the deck but 52 pick up is the game that I play
When I sit back and spend time alone I find something new
I find something else to fuel my insecurity
Cause I cant relax let me pull the trigger and avoid all my tax
When I wake up in the morn I don't look at myself
First loss of the day I'm stuck in my ways
Tried to reshuffle the deck but 52 pick up is the game that I play
When I sit back and spend time alone I find something new
I find something else to fuel my insecurity
Straight to the max I can never ever just relax
Now the main reason I'm so unruly these days
Is because I got my heart broken seven different ways
Started with her not picking up her phone
Being subliminal through texts even when she was at home
Next was zero care or focus when we facetime
Before I knew it I already started facing time
Worry stress and anxiety entered my brain
Why is she doing this did I cause her any pain
Suddenly didn't take interest in my life
Or wellbeing noticed it to late because of one feeling
Asked her out many times but she never gave a date
Before she used to always help me find a certain place
For us to enjoy each others company
Now if we cross paths in public its like I'm a nobody
Honestly maybe I should've seen this coming
Before the hurt entered my soul I should've started running
The final nail was when she chose to move on
Sent me a vid of her + 1 hit me like a baton
And now I can let bygones be bygones
For a second she was someone I could count on
I fuckin hate the fact I never get some closure
And every damn time I think I'm getting closer
To what I see people do every fuckin day
Staying close to that special person in the sweetest type of ways
I thought it was pure then I felt like a criminal
Your mental game left damage that wasn't minimal
Digital times have not made things easy
My optimistic view it stays so briefly
I hoped and I begged please don't let me die yet
The time away from you been the worst kind of diet
It left a type of wound thats only gonna grow
I need some novacaine cause I cannot let this feeling
Go go go go go go go go go
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Ship sunk wouldn't heal
Maybe
Its about time that I get me some help
When I wake up in the morn I don't look at myself
First loss of the day I'm stuck in my ways
Tried to reshuffle the deck but 52 pick up is the game that I play
When I sit back and spend time alone I find something new
I find something else to fuel my insecurity
Cause I cant relax let me pull the trigger and avoid all my tax
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