Relapse, I hate this word the mos
I’m tempted by it every day
And the other night I gave in
Just one line, that couldn’t hurt
But now I’m starting to feel remo

I act like I don’t care so much
That I’m beginning not to
It’s just that the days drag on
And I can’t get any rest
I’m exhausted

I’m tired of walking the same grou
I’m tired of waking with a blank e
But I don’t think I’m depressed o
I’m just not content with my life
Because I know I’m cut out for mo

Back room boy
From that job we both dread
Meet me where the door locks
And tell me everything left unsaid
Back room boy

You asked me today why I look so
I couldn’t tell you why
Because you wouldn’t have cared
All of this stuff is just small ta
You’ll ask me a question

Why are we always so scared to sha
With a different arrangement of th
We can change our sentences
We can change the words so easily
And yet we are still too scared to

When I think of you I feel sad
Not because I miss you, but becau
Threw it all away
You threw it away for a girl who w
She didn’t love you or herself and

Sunday night I held my life in th
I flipped off the world and sped o
I let the lights guide me to the c
I entered the building
The dim lit room felt so right

Earth stands here and here I stan
Painting the roses with my gun lik
Coating life in sugar– afraid of t
Who I am, unmasked, living on a p

Today my professor helped me reali
Everything I do is a decision I’v
Some point in my life I need to f
And tell everybody to fuck off bec
He told me to chase my dreams and