Bloodletting

World's stuck in my head Most of my time here consists of Dreaming the day off of its rails Shy to confess But what does it matter We're not to regress Patiently wearing off for freedom found in death So in the end you'll sing the verse To celebrate what you remember Write off a cry that you can't handle In the shape of this wreck How does it matter if I'm silent or I'm talking My lungs are tired I'll share my mind if you don't mind Let's give it up This relapse affects confidence I was told to set it free The best thing I can hope's your brain Creates a memory Let's drink to forget Most of my time here was just of Browsing the content Of justed regrets How would you better Describe yourself than A waiting room with February's cold ahead So in the end you'll sing the verse To celebrate what you remember Write off a cry that you can't handle In the shape of this wreck Pass me away Paste me away It doesn't matter Just throw me in great lonesomeness I love it anyway How does it matter if I'm silent or I'm talking My lungs are tired I'll share my mind if you don't mind Let's give it up This relapse affects confidence I kept on writing myself This is wrong My system's going off Is this wrong My soul's going on