Brighter End of Dark
I don't know why
I don't know why you won't call
You set me up
You set me up for the fall
And I feel it in my bones
Feel it in my bones, you won't call
'Cause I see it in my phone
See it in my phone, you won't call
My name, my name
And I feel like I'm sitting alone
Sitting alone
Waiting for nothing
For something to happen
But I'm left disappointed
(The brighter end of dark is holding on to me)
And just 'cause I don't have a job
Doesn't mean
Doesn't mean I'm not working
'Cause I'm always working
Is this working?
(The brighter end of dark is holding on to me)
I never thought it would be this hard
Living as a white
Living in a city
Living in a city
No, I'm not gay, but if I was I'd be proud
There's so much hate, at least it's something to talk about
'Cause when I'm running out of crimes
Running out of crimes, I get bored
'Cause when I'm running out of life, running out of life
It gets dark
On my end, my end
And I feel like I'm sitting alone
Sitting alone
Waiting for nothing
For something to happen
But I'm left disappointed
(The brighter end of dark is holding on to me)
And just 'cause I live with my folks
Doesn't mean
Doesn't mean I'm not working
So don't worry
I'm not worried
(The brighter end of dark is holding on to me)
I figured I could just stay at home
And live my life
And live it till the end
Live it till the end
I don't know why you won't call
You set me up
You set me up for the fall
And I feel it in my bones
Feel it in my bones, you won't call
'Cause I see it in my phone
See it in my phone, you won't call
My name, my name
And I feel like I'm sitting alone
Sitting alone
Waiting for nothing
For something to happen
But I'm left disappointed
(The brighter end of dark is holding on to me)
And just 'cause I don't have a job
Doesn't mean
Doesn't mean I'm not working
'Cause I'm always working
Is this working?
(The brighter end of dark is holding on to me)
I never thought it would be this hard
Living as a white
Living in a city
Living in a city
No, I'm not gay, but if I was I'd be proud
There's so much hate, at least it's something to talk about
'Cause when I'm running out of crimes
Running out of crimes, I get bored
'Cause when I'm running out of life, running out of life
It gets dark
On my end, my end
And I feel like I'm sitting alone
Sitting alone
Waiting for nothing
For something to happen
But I'm left disappointed
(The brighter end of dark is holding on to me)
And just 'cause I live with my folks
Doesn't mean
Doesn't mean I'm not working
So don't worry
I'm not worried
(The brighter end of dark is holding on to me)
I figured I could just stay at home
And live my life
And live it till the end
Live it till the end
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Guerin, Isaac Franco
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