It's getting harder to think the right things when every now and then the facade turns and shows its ugly teeth.
It's moments like these I can see the whole scheme: We're just counting losses by knowing no measurement to them,
All combined in a faked glory pose of "doing the right thing".
The apple hopefully falls far from the tree and now it landed. So just roll over and give me s***e to rest
Cause I'm tired of burning bridges carelessly.
Criticising, overreacting, forgetting names and finding a weakness in every beautiful thing that comes my way.
These are the best parts of me. This is what I know best.
So don't tell the corpses underneath my bed when I'm gone and I won't be missing the feeling
That the times we share are only based on reacting to an oh so unjust outside-world.
Because I received a call from grace today and its message was simple: "The world owes you nothing".
It's moments like these I can see the whole scheme: We're just counting losses by knowing no measurement to them,
All combined in a faked glory pose of "doing the right thing".
The apple hopefully falls far from the tree and now it landed. So just roll over and give me s***e to rest
Cause I'm tired of burning bridges carelessly.
Criticising, overreacting, forgetting names and finding a weakness in every beautiful thing that comes my way.
These are the best parts of me. This is what I know best.
So don't tell the corpses underneath my bed when I'm gone and I won't be missing the feeling
That the times we share are only based on reacting to an oh so unjust outside-world.
Because I received a call from grace today and its message was simple: "The world owes you nothing".