•Yikes•

Can’t seem to leave my past behind

Cause all the ones I hope would stay

Are all the ones that fade away

Truth is I think about you often

I miss your voice, I miss your smile that I used to get lost in

I know you know I have this thing for you, I never lost it

I think I just lost myself, in the midst of the non-sense

9 times out of 10, I’d close my eyes and dream about you

Don’t know what it was, but you just had this thing about you

Lately we’ve been distant, see, I just can’t be without you

And my soul got so attached to yours, I can’t be me without you

But, we hate ourselves because we run from the people we love

And we all hold on to the past ‘cause we miss what it was

Don’t wanna feel so we try to numbin’ the pain with these drugs

Living in hell, 'cause we lost faith in the place up above

And my anxiety is breaking me, it kills me