My heart beats in slow songs, pumping moments through my veins.
Waking up in empty beds, walk through months of bad mistakes.
Give me back the life I had.
I really had nothing.
Nothing’s better than a city full of lies that push through me.
I’m a burning building, you’re a loveless friend.
Now I watch the clock.
Now I walk on knives.
On knives…
I find problems I’m a fucked up kid.
I’ve got problems, I’m alone again.
I find problems I’m a fucked up kid.
I’ve got problems, I’m alone again