GREY.

It's a fad I'm 'fraid I don't know how to fix myself But this I know Blisters fade if I let go that rope Culpable in my demise Can't cope no more The clocks been broken Bout time that I watch you go If the sun don't shine I still gotta grow But you in my roots like poison oak Drowning in water but I can't choke up The words you need to hear from me It's killing me Softly Pitted against me Archery I did it again, please Call me Dial back your faux Ties murdered, I'm your Poe Flocking to you Not your raven no more Tapping on my door You tapped my phone? I tape my mouth Maybe I am better without Better without Better without You tapped my phone? I tape my mouth Maybe I am better without Better without Better without Locking the doors I lost the key Naturally I fell too hard I failed me, God