Sober (One Day) [Demo]
(it'll all be over)
It'll all be over soon
Maybe one day it'll all be over?
Maybe one day I'll see it sober?
Maybe one day I'll see it over
The moon and back
Maybe one day it'll be over?
Maybe one day I'll see it sober?
Maybe one day i'll get over, it
I'm
Sorry
But you lost him along his way
Where he lost his way
Staring in a broken reflection
Just to wait for help that never comes
Like why covet myself in exchange for some love?
How do i get at the root?
In the middle of the two without losing either or
Without losing vitals to our core
How can i say my vows while i broke my oaths?
How can i ode when theres so much i got to owe?
Man I just loath ways recently
Will there be an end or beginning?
I can barely breathe or tell anymore if the clock is ticking
Or is it tinnitus?
Or is it psychosis?
I got the chambers locked and loaded with the ringers
Might just blow my head off
No echo back
Guess ill pop off between life & death or doze off
Man, I never get any rest or sleep
Body ache like pipes badly bent
Filled with smoke to the brim of my head
Deep in my soul
Like the burn of the led
Blacken lungs
I didn't wish that it would turn out like this
But we turn around with a spin
Weaving fate with my pen
All the missed takes to wisdom
One of these old days
(one of these old days)
I'll make it back around
One of these old days
(yeah)
(one of these old days)
(one of these old days)
(mhm)
(one of these old days)
(one of these olds days)
(mhm)
Don't give up, old soul
It'll all be over soon
Maybe one day it'll all be over?
Maybe one day I'll see it sober?
Maybe one day I'll see it over
The moon and back
Maybe one day it'll be over?
Maybe one day I'll see it sober?
Maybe one day i'll get over, it
I'm
Sorry
But you lost him along his way
Where he lost his way
Staring in a broken reflection
Just to wait for help that never comes
Like why covet myself in exchange for some love?
How do i get at the root?
In the middle of the two without losing either or
Without losing vitals to our core
How can i say my vows while i broke my oaths?
How can i ode when theres so much i got to owe?
Man I just loath ways recently
Will there be an end or beginning?
I can barely breathe or tell anymore if the clock is ticking
Or is it tinnitus?
Or is it psychosis?
I got the chambers locked and loaded with the ringers
Might just blow my head off
No echo back
Guess ill pop off between life & death or doze off
Man, I never get any rest or sleep
Body ache like pipes badly bent
Filled with smoke to the brim of my head
Deep in my soul
Like the burn of the led
Blacken lungs
I didn't wish that it would turn out like this
But we turn around with a spin
Weaving fate with my pen
All the missed takes to wisdom
One of these old days
(one of these old days)
I'll make it back around
One of these old days
(yeah)
(one of these old days)
(one of these old days)
(mhm)
(one of these old days)
(one of these olds days)
(mhm)
Don't give up, old soul
Credits
Writer(s): Marc Erasmus
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