I'm counting down until the day that I can close my eyes
Sick of the lows that come with the highs
I'm counting down until the day that I can reach past the light
To find there is no other side
Searching for hope becomes a disease
Too sick to live
Too sick to bleed
You make things hard on yourself
When you start bleeding out
For someone else
These are the numbered days
We can't erase
Don't spend a lifetime making the same mistakes
Over and over again
We cave in
Without thinking
We throw ourselves to the wind
I'm counting down until the day that the sun swallows the world whole and all of Hell follows
I'm counting down until the day there's nothing left inside me and all my bones are hollowed out
Searching for hope becomes a disease. Too sick to live
Too sick to f****** bleed
I'm so sick of all the lows that come with the highs.
Sick of the lows that come with the highs
I'm counting down until the day that I can reach past the light
To find there is no other side
Searching for hope becomes a disease
Too sick to live
Too sick to bleed
You make things hard on yourself
When you start bleeding out
For someone else
These are the numbered days
We can't erase
Don't spend a lifetime making the same mistakes
Over and over again
We cave in
Without thinking
We throw ourselves to the wind
I'm counting down until the day that the sun swallows the world whole and all of Hell follows
I'm counting down until the day there's nothing left inside me and all my bones are hollowed out
Searching for hope becomes a disease. Too sick to live
Too sick to f****** bleed
I'm so sick of all the lows that come with the highs.